By: Cedric McClester

11 days and counting
Over the death of George Floyd
Our numbers keep on mounting
We’re not just paranoid
Nor are we still the people
That you’d rather avoid
Who never had the privilege
That you’ve always enjoyed

11 days and counting
And we still demonstrate
That love is the only answer
For us to conquer hate
When  have you ever seen
So many participate
Or say that black lives matter
As part of the debate

11  days and counting
And no end is in sight
Despite Coronavirus
Which we still have to fight
We meet during the day
And march through the night
Because of our commitment
To try to make things right

11 days and counting
It’s long been overdue
That we rid ourselves of racism
That we always knew
To marshal in equality
Which I know we can do
If we finally come together
And live our lives a new







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By: Cedric McClester

Did you hear what
Your ignorant president said?
“It is a great day for George Flyod,”
Although he is dead.
And the National Guard
Should let lose their lead
On peaceful demonstrators
Even after they’ve fled

Only the Donald
Would have the nerve
To invoke a black martyr
In order to serve
As a cheap talking point
Because of the curve
In the jobless rate
Like it was an hors d'oeuvre

The man has no conscience
As we can well see,
Because if he did
He’d let well enough be
But he believes everything
Is about He
Cuz anyone else
He’s too blnd to see

I don’t know why I’m
Even amazed
A bout anything he says
Now-a-days
He’ll never correct
His errant ways
He believes in hutzpah
Because hutzpah pays







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By: Cedric McClester

If you’re gonna hold up the Bible,
Hold it up right,
Instead of upside down
And backwards,
To the devil’s delight
Which is an act
That’s only pleasing
In his crooked sight

If you’re gonna hold up the Bible
That you need to read
For some sound guidance
That you ought to heed
Because now is the time
To follow its lead
In order that
Your soul might be freed

If you’re gonna hold the Bible
You oughta stop
It was written to be
A photo op
So posing with one
Is over the top
And you can’t clean that up
With a wet mop

If you’re gonna hold the Bible
And not bother to search
While standing in front of
A storied church
You might wanna go in
To find yourself a perch
Instead of staying outside
As if in a lurch













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By: Cedric McClester

The Republican Party
In the era of Trump,
Has become quite comfortable
Playing the chump
To someone they should have told
To kiss their ****,
Instead they’re asking
How high should they jump?

The Republicn Party
In the era of Trump
Are afraid, that he’ll go against them
On the campaign stump
They’re frightened their poll numbers
Won’t get a bump
Unless they ride the freight train
That’s called Donald Trump

The Republican Party
Is about to disintegrate
Because of the things
They’re afraid to debate
They’ve become synonymous
With the word hate
So they’re about to crumble
Underneath the weight

The Republican Party
Is a distant memory
Of the kind of party
That they used to be
Completely losing
Their identity
By riding the Trump ship
In a troubled sea






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By: Cedric McClester

The president has exceeded
Decorum by far
American cities aren’t the
Province of Anbar
If he brings in the troops
We’ll all bare the scar
Of a president who took
His power too far

The president doesn’t know
Where to draw the line,
Despite the roadblocks
He’s likely to find
He bulldozes ahead
As if he is blind
But if he keeps it up
He’ll die on a vine

The president is obviously
Tone deaf
Our nation’s in morning
And we are bereft
He pushes the limits
Until nothing’s left
Other than a stroke
Or maybe his death

The president hasn’t read
The Bible or Constitution
And he’s rolled back the laws
Against air pollution
As if climate change
Is some kind of solution
But everything he does
Is lilliputian

















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By: Cedric McClester

Has the thought,
Ever dawned?
He’s been widely rebuked,
And universally scorned
Not to mention the fact
He’s been consistently warned
About the vestiges of power
Which will soon be gone

Has he given even
One second thought
About the things
That his actions have wrought
Or the relief for which
We’ve all sought
I hope these warnings
Won’t be for naught

Has he taken the time
To reflect?
Or does he lack
The raw intellect?
To do more than
Say, “Hey what the heck?”
Without learning how to keep
His ego in check

Has he realized
He isn’t so clever,
That he can defy death?
And live forever
Or, have no regrets,
Not now or ever
Before the Good Lord
Pulls down the lever























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By: Cedric McClester

Please don’t take this
Outta context
But a coup might
Very well be next
Why it hasn’t happen already
Has me perplexed
It’s long overdue
That we cleared the decks

Why the Joint Chief of Staff
Haven’t risen up
To stop this president
Who has run amuck
And shown the whole world
He doesn’t give a ****
Is a mystery to me
Perhaps it’s dumb luck

In a sense, we the people
Have miserably failed
Trump should have long ago
Been derailed
If he wasn’t president
He would have been jailed
Or at the very least
As Commander and Chief
He’s obviously failed

He’s the only president
Who’s tried to divide
The American people
To whom he has lied
But sooner or later
Karma will be applied
And his second term
Will be marked Denied!










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