By: Cedric McClester

The bullets rained down
Then went away
But the memory of Attica
Will always stay
Fesh in my mind
Like it was yesterday
What a terrible price
Some were made to pay

On September 13th
Nineteen seventy- one
Thirty-nine were massacred
Before the state police were done
In an effort to retake Attica prison
Under their gun
They unloaded their weapons
On everyone

Lord have mercy (Lord have mercy)
Is all I can say
I know that human beings shouldn’t
Be treated that way
We may have different colors
But we’re all made of clay
And we’re loved by God the same
Anyway

Most of the prisoners there
Happened to be black
Not to play the race card
It’s a historical fact
So it may well have influenced
How the police chose to attack
While trying their ****** best
To take the prison back

The governor gave his go ahead
So the state police proceeded
With their prescription for success
More than was needed
Those not killed were tortured
As they lie there bleeding
And the police were credited
With their mission succeeding

For many years the facts
Remained hidden
While those responsible
Were doing the governor’s bidding
But what’s done in the dark
Always comes out in the light
Thankfully today the facts
Are in plain sight









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By: Cedric McClester

For 187 minutes of
The Capitol attack
The President of the United States
Simply sat back
And watched the action unfold
Act by act
And this is not hyperbole
It’s a salient fact

For 187 minutes of
The insurrection
The President of the United States
Offered no protection
For those trapped in the Capitol
Which was stormed at his direction
Cos violence is something for which
He’s shown a predilection

For 187 minutes of
A national disgrace
Where wackos and the misguided
Ran all over the place
The President of the United States
Refused to show his face
Although he was implored to
In any case

For 187 minute of
Our nation’s history
A President of the United States’
Inaction was a mystery
As things got outta hand
And frankly more blistery
The question that it posed was
How the hell could this be?











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By: Cedric McClester

America what will it be
The choice is ours
While we’re still free
Democracy or hypocrisy?
We’re at the crossroads
Of our destiny
What the future holds
We’ll just have to see

America what will it be
In God we trust
In this land of the free
Or Fox News broadcasts
And conspiracies?
Not to mention the big lie
Which is heresy
And an anathema to me

America what will it be
Will we conform to
The autocracy
Or resist and hold on
To democracy?
Which isn’t easy
Believe you me
Though vigilance is the key

America what will it be?
We have to decide
It’s an emergency
Let’s stand up to
The insurgency
Before it engulfs
All that we see
And impact our history








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By: Cedric McCleester

He was the head of state
Who’s against the mandate
But he promotes the shot that he got
And the booster too
Though before now who knew?
He’s totally divorced
From people having to be forced
To save their lives though he survives

Don’t cha think it’s kinda sad
That he bad the Covid bad
And took advantage of what
Medical science had?
Though no one forced him to
Instinctively he knew
By the medical advice
How to save his life

But when it comes to you
He says do what you want to
And should you happen to die
There’s an obvious reason why
Though the President has insisted
You’ve chose to resist it
Cos after all you’re free
To be a statistic see

And no matter what you do
It's about more than just you
Like a bad cold or the flew
You can pass Covid on too
And even if you stay alive
Others may not survive
Simply put it is unfair
If you don’t do your share.

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By: Cedric McClester

So you don’t wanna
Be mandated?
Would you prefer to
Be cremated
Or buried in the
Traditional way
Six feet underground
Let’s say?

You’re sitting there
Without a clue
But you don’t want ‘em
To Fauci you
That’s too dangerous
In your view
So absolutely nothing
You choose to do

Millions have been
Vaccinated
But you’re among those
Who waited
I just hope that
You’re not il-fated
Because you chose
To debate it

Covid is spreading
Real fast
Better hope that it don’t
Catch your ***
We don’t wanna be
At your funeral mass
Or to speak of you
In the recent past






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By: Cedric McClester

How to get him to yes
Is anyone’s guess
But nevertheless
We’ll do our best
To try to persuade
Him to keep what he made
As his word starts to fade
Though it’s still on parade

How to get him to yes
And have him bless
What’s transgressed into a mess
I must confess
Is becoming a chore
Cos he keeps wanting more
And it’s hard to keep score
As he is to ignore

How to get him to yes
From wanting much less
Than our largesse at its best
Without having to regress
Is a conundrum
An sort of secundum
Where the prospect is glum
That we need to run from

How to get him to yes
Is no contest
Cos he’s just a pest
And I do not jest
Whose sole ambition
Is to change his position
While he has us fishing
He’s on his mission















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By: Cedric McClester

Kyle Rittenhouse
Should be quiet as a church mouse
Instead that young louse
Has opened his mouth
He’s all over the TV
Oh dear me
Like the populist celebrity
That he wants to be

Nevermind the two dead
And one wounded
Wouldn’t you think
He’d be obtunded?
But au contraire
Seems he doesn’t care
Or is not aware
Just to be fair

But how does one
Simply dismiss
A tragedy like this?
Guess ignorance
Is truly bliss
And it was self-defense
He no doubt will insist
As the mill takes on more grist

In the sight of
The Far Right
Rittenhouse is a
Pure delight
If you will
A white knight
Representing
The good fight











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