Is it wrong?

Is it wrong to hate him for his face
His temper  and his  vicious  comments  show
And we can read the lies he has embraced

No finger of my hand would wish to trace
The petulant smirk, the lines which rage has drawn
Is it wrong to judge him by his face?

Is my judgement  wrong  to see menace
Where others might see merely a man’s frown
Still we read the lies he has embraced

Yet is it not the people’s lack of grace
To give an Empire to an enraged clown
Is it wrong to judge him by his face?

Remember how a child will hide her face
When she’s down wrong and fears to be brought down?
Yet he hides nothing from his  bold fraught face

Our children reap what men like this have sown
There’ll be no help when we’re all overdrawn
Is it wrong to turn from his grim face
Where we can read the hatred he’s embraced