I don't know if I ever want to have my poems
immortalized in a book, to sit on some shelf untouched
a reminder printed on blank pages; my love, and my pain
organized into pretty poetic arrangements for other's viewing pleasure
for strangers to know me that intimately on a level I barely understand
I can't comprehend--

my love, and my pain, indeed
the love I have is beautiful, and worth sharing with the world
but I dont know if I could immortalize the pain it has caused me to love so throughly
so completely have I given myself over to everything
followed the winding paths through heartache and back;
I would much rather forget them here, forget the past

By: Cedric McClester

Let’s make America
Great Again
And even when it isn’t
Let’s just pretend
That we will dominate
Without end
So let’s embrace our foes
And cast aside our friends

Let’s make America
Great again
And if the president betrays us
As only he can
When his actions are treasonous
Let’s understand
That he is nothing more
Than a straw man

Let’s make America
Great again
At the expense of all others
Every now and then
Is that the kind of message
That we want to send?
And that everybody else’s will
Just have to bend

Let’s make America
Great again
As if we weren’t already
Before he began
To upset the applecart
And attempt to extend
America first
Some kind of trend









Cedric McClester,Copyright © 2018.  All rights reserved.

Having failed
so many times before
future ones
would hardly hurt anymore.