My long lost friend

I have a friend named Donald who just came home. For four long years it's been a reincarnation of Rome.
My friend has ideas for a country in need. Donald is the man for the job, indeed.
I live among people who claim he is bad. These same people find joy in executing the child of a future dad.
It's been a long time and I'm happy to know there are planes ready to go south to Mexico.
Keep your chin up as we can be proud
The silent majority on paper were loud.