By: Cedric McClester

If she went to Trump
On her hands and knees
Begging him to pardon
That grandma they seized
For her non-violent crime
Even if she said please
He’d likely ignore her
Instead of appease

Let me add a salient fact
The grandma in question
Happens to be black
But he’s not a racist
It must be an act
Just look at the people
He tend to attract

One non-violent act
To which she admitted
See no one denies
Whether she did it
But they gave her life
For the crime she committed
So she rots in prison
And I just don’t get it

Look at the characters
That he didn’t deny
Scooter Libby who outed
An American spy
And Sheriff Apaio
Makes you wonder why
But not the grandma
Who’ll be there ‘til she die





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By: Cedric McClester

Sadly Paris is
Feeling the ravages
Of those heartless savages
Whose numerous miscarriages
Of jihad on the average is
A total mischaracterization
Of what they claim is the Muslim nation
And frankly speaking I’m losing patience

This I hope you understand
There’s no justification in the Qu’ran
For what they do to their fellow man
As if it’s part of Allah’s Plan
Show me the sunnah if you can
That allows aggression in any land
Things have gotten out of hand
If everything you do is banned

You can spread your hate
But I have to state
There’ll never be a califate
That’s solely built on one man’s hate
It will crash and burn under its own weight
And heaven help those who participate
For them I fear it’s much too late
And that’s not open to debate

Paris is crying, naturally
Because of the carnage don’t you see
But they’ll continue to be free
And enjoy the support of humanity
We all must ask how could this be
While sealing the fate and destiny
Of those miscreants who **** with glee
And have the significance of a flea







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By: Cedric McClester

Paris is burning
And the world is learning
As the hands of time
Keep turning and turning
The potential for terror
Is very concerning
In the face of the peace
For which most are yearning

Paris is not
The only place on earth
Where terror exists
For whatever it’s worth
Paris is convenient
For those who’d do harm
To Western interests
To cause us alarm

Paris is called
The city of light
Yet right now it doesn’t
Shine so bright
They’ve been raiding all over
Which heightens the fright
Trying to send the terrorists
Off into flight

Paris has lost
Some of its romance
Because people feel
They’re taking a chance
If they stop at a café
Or go to a dance
And fear seems to have
‘Em locked in a trance










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By: Cedric McClester

Just like the parting
Of the Red Sea
Those who fought
The powers that be
Impacted their history
Thus, removing the mystery
Of what the whole world
Could one day be

Just like Jesus
Walking on water
Singlehandedly
Changed the world order
Those who fought
The entire four quarters
Won the loyalty
Of their supporters

Just like Daniel
With a slingshot and rock
Gave the giant, Goliath,
A shock
Victory takes more
Than just a talk
We also have to
Walk the walk

Just like Armageddon
We can tell
Just where we’re heading
The forecast is
Lots of rough sledding
For all of us
Because we’re forgetting
Resistance requires spreading














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By: Cedric McClester

People ask me what’s
On my mind?
The forgotten, left out
And the left behind
See some with sight
Might as well be blind
They’re deaf and dumb
And also unkind

People ask me what is
My pet peeve?
Lot’s of things
That you might not believe
Like the present pandemic
He couldn’t  conceive
From the intelligence
That he refused to read

Curious minds wanna know
How far the misery
Index will go?
And whether there’s room
For us to grow?
When the Coronavirus isn’t in tow
And the Stock Market
Is saying yo!

People ask me
What’s the deal?
With a President
Who can’t keep it real
And has no idea
What it is to feel
The pain that others
Readily reveal









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By: Cedric McClester

People die everyday
But must they in
Such a violent way?
Is that the price
We have to pay
For living in America today?
Tell me what
You have to say

Shots ring out
That are randomly fired
People wonder
Will we ever get tired
Of the toil and strife
And the loss
Of innocent life
By someone’s gun or knife

The mayhem  repeats
And blood runs freely
Down suburban
And city streets
While victims are covered
With blood soak sheets
The coroner signs the receipt
And places toe tags on their feet

As countless victims
Meet their Maker
It’s a booming year
For the undertaker
As well as the cemetery
Caretaker
While burial plots
Are being sold by the acre
















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By: Cedric McClester

People don’t seem
To want the truth
Even when you offer ‘em
The naked proof
They’d much more prefer
To believe in the lie
That’s told as a convenience
Or an alibi

People wanna believe
He’s gonna build a wall
That is far and wide
And also very tall
To keep the people out
Who are at their beck and call
But I don’t think he’s gonna
Build that wall at all

He says he’ll undue
Every single word
Of Obama Care
Although that’s absurd
People need their healthcare
Maybe he hasn’t heard
Because he’s so tone deaf
It’s never occurred

They wanna believe
In free education
It’s easier to conceive
Than to sell to the nation
Yet crowds everywhere
Give him ovations
But I know what he says
Will take a lot of patience



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By: Cedric McClester

Paranoia tends to grow
Cuz people fear what
They don’t know
Still they refuse to learn
And so
We still have quite
A ways to go

Conveniently we forget
Our ugly history
And yet
We fail to feel
A sense of debt
And rarely show
Any regret

I remember
Lynchings still
And truthfully
I always will
Think about
Poor Emmitt Till
By now I think
You know the drill

America the beautiful
Hasn’t always been
Benevolent when it comes
To men of colored skin
But this is now
And that was then
So I guess
We just pretend






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By: Cedric McClester

People unite
Let’s join the fight
There’s no need
To get uptight
Because there’s nothing
That we can’t right
As long as we have
The appetite

Keep hope alive
For the deprived
And all of those
Who seek to survive
They are the ones
We need to revive
Until this madness
Starts to subside

We can win
If we don’t give in
And begin to provoke
Their chagrin
Which might be the message
That we hope to send
One that is easy
To comprehend

But to achieve
We must believe
That we can do
What we conceive
On behalf of
Those aggrieved
So let’s proceed
As we must indeed






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By: Cedric McClester

Of course, I’m not perfect
I never claimed to be
In fact, my imperfections
Are clear enough to see
But that does not imply
That I haven’t worked on me
Or that I haven’t tried
To unravel the mystery

Who I am right now
Isn’t who I’m going to be
And who I was in the past
Is ancient history
Who shall I become
Is perhaps my destiny
Because I’m evolving
And that should be the key

Like many people that I know
I’m full of contradictions
And tortured at times
By my inner conflictions
But still I live my life
With as few restrictions
As karma will allow
Due to my convictions

And no, I am not perfect
But neither are you
Though I strive to be
It’s not that easy to do
Which says I’m only human
Are you human too?
Because if you are
It doesn’t exist as you knew










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By: Cedric McClester

Perhaps she just got
Too excited
Then said, “Finally
a great wrong got righted.”
Because the news
Made her delighted
Now ever since
She’s been slighted

‘Been talked about
On social media
She’s even cited
On Wikipedia
As often happens
When your mouth
Has defeated ya
And a negative response
Is what has greeted ya

Some think the clapback
Was too hard
For a person with the
Stature of a Phylicia Rashad
Since they’ve pulled
The “Me too” card
It’s as if she were
The Marquisa De Sade

Now she’s backtracked
And opened up her eyes
And to one and all
She’s apologized
Because of how
She’s been criticized
And even by some
She’s now despised

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By: Cedric McClester

Your lips are inviting me
To start kissing
But before I go
And exercise that ambition
I’d like to know whether
I have your permission
Before I place myself
In a bad position

I know it’s not safe
For me to assume
It’s alright to proceed
You need elbow room
To agree or not
For me to resume
Heading for the lips
I want to consume

I’m hoping you’ll submit
To my every touch
Knowing that I want you
So very much
Yet I still don’t wanna
Place myself in dutch
If I need to take
My foot off the clutch

So let me know
Right now
What’s it gonna be
Ya know I’m into you
Are you into me
Because it’s heating up
Wouldn’t you agree
Or am I gonna have to
Just wait and see?












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By: Cedric McClester

Perp walk ‘em all
Who herald the call
For insurrection
In the Capitol’s direction
Five people are dead
From the false words they said
And more have bled
Lock ‘em all up instead

Call their bluffs and
Place them in handcuffs
For the crimes they’ve committed
In the halls where they *******
On America no less
Make them confess
To their traitorist deeds
On all the news feeds

Enemies of the state
Brought under the full weight
Of prevailing laws
Against their misbegotten cause
They must pay a price
For their acts of vice
And there’s no need tio pause
We’re a nation of laws

Let the whole world see
The culprits on TV
Being marched off and jailed
Because their coup failed
We need slam dunks
On those pusillanimous punks
Let’s put them away
And let’s do it today





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By: Cedric McClester

They called him pessimistic
Though maybe he was not
Like a spider’s web his reputation
Is the place that he was caught
Perhaps it was the darkness
That he captured in his songs
Which offered no solutions
And didn’t right the wrongs

He tried to write a diary
To offer up some proof
Of the life that he was living
But would he tell the truth?
When asked how he was doing
It always was a goof
Because everytime he told them
They rather he be aloof

What he put down on paper
Wasn’t always true
Especially when it was written
From another’s point of view
He had some tricks up his sleeve
As every writer does
And many choose to believe
That’s the way he really was

He didn’t grow up in an era
Of self-indulgence, like today
His parents rarely asked him
If he was okay
Their love was in the discipline
He grew up to display
And in the fine manners
That he had anyway










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By: Cedric McClester

Those plain clothes cops
Won’t admit
That they wronged the Mail Man
They almost hit
Was he disorderly
Perhaps a little bit
But wouldn’t you be
If you almost was it

What’s the point
In wearing plain clothes
Acting undercover
If everyone knows
That you’re the cops
Well let’s just suppose
That they don’t know
The profession you chose

The cops were aggressive as the video shows
Now that it went viral
Almost everyone knows
Then they rear-ended another car
Which sent the prisoner flying
So there you are
But clearly they didn’t give a ****
They didn’t even bother to secure his truck

What’s the point
In wearing plain clothes
Acting undercover
If everyone knows
That you’re the cops
Well let’s just suppose
That they don’t know
The profession you chose

It was abuse of power
But the Mail Man was charged
With disorderly conduct
Which was a mirage
The facts of the matter
Are as plain as day
He shouldn’t have been arrested
But he was anyway

There was a time
They said they ruled the night
But Amadou Diallo
Was a gruesome sight
They haven’t lost that swag
And that ain’t right

What’s the point
In wearing plain clothes
Acting undercover
If everyone knows
That you’re the cops
Well let’s just suppose
That they don’t know
The profession you chose





















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By: Cedric McClester

No lapse of consciousness
Has seized us
Try though they may
They can’t appease us
With an apology
And a plastic Jesus
We’re on to them
So please believe us

They say hail Mary
And pray for grace
Towards a plastic Jesus
On their mantle place
It’s for insurance
Sort of just in case
Because all they want
Is not to be disgraced

They take their losses
With their gains
They know that *******
Baffles brains
And maybe that
Is what explains
Why they go through
Such awful pains

They say hail Mary
And pray for grace
Towards a plastic Jesus
On their mantle place
It’s for insurance
Sort of just in case
Because all they want
Is not to be disgraced

They deceived us
Told us lies
And we believed
Their alibis
That is until
We realized
They pulled the wool
Over our eyes

Everybody makes mistakes
That’s clear to us
For heaven’s sake
But they don’t know
How to apply the brakes
So they keep repeating
The same mistakes

Then say hail Mary
And pray for grace
Towards a plastic Jesus
On their mantle place
It’s for insurance
Sort of just in case
Because all they want
Is not to be disgraced

No lapse of consciousness
Has seized us
Try though they may
They can’t appease us
With an apology
And a plastic Jesus
We’re on to them
So please believe us


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By:  Cedric McClester

My love is still strong
Cuz you been down all along
Before we hit this plateau
You were still mine
When I didn’t have a dime
Long before I had mad flow
And I appreciate you
Like no one else could do

I just want you to know
High or low however it go
I know I can depend on you
And from our history you can see
Whatever the case may be
You can always depend on me

Through the good and bad
We treasured what we had
Long before we hit this plateau
And think you know
It’s a natural fact that I had your back
And you make up for what I lack
And I appreciate you
Like no one else could do

I just want you to know
High or low however it go
I know I can depend on you
And from our history you can see
Whatever the case may be
You can always depend on me

Every now and then
I think back when
We didn’t have a *** to **** in
Now we have diamond rings
And all kinds of other things
It doesn’t matter where we been

Cuz when the love is strong
It’s hard to go wrong
In a loving environment
And then of course
When it’s reinforced
It doesn’t allow you to relent
And I appreciate you
Like no one else could do

I just want you to know
High or low however it go
I know I can depend on you
And from our history you can see
Whatever the case may be
You can always depend on me

My love is still strong
Cuz you been down all along
Before we hit this plateau
When I didn’t have a dime
You were still mine
Long before I had mad flow
And I appreciate you
Like no one else could do





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By: Cedric McClester

Is it playing the race card
If the deck is stacked
And everything you state
Is an established fact
Michelle opened up
And almost got wacked
So we weren’t surprised
When she was attacked

Is it playing the race card
When you acknowledge
Certain social realities
Rarely taught in college
Or should all banalities
Suddenly be abolished
Because someone’s ego
Needs to be polished

Is it playing the race card
If you’re in a rut
And the cards you were dealt
Are all that you’ve got
Don’t preface your answer
With the usual but
Causing me to say
Tut tut tut

Is it playing the race card
Though politically incorrect
When it’s the only thing you have
What would you expect
It doesn’t require
A tremendous intellect
If you take pause
To stop and reflect











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By: Cedric McClester

It was another time
But the same place
So if you see heartbreak
Written on my face
It’s because the memories
Aren’t easily erased
I remember the last time
That we embraced

I don’t know
If the thought occurred
To play the song
That we both preferred
Play it for me
Like you did for her
And I won’t say
Not another word

Play it Piano Man
Loud and clear
The way you did
When she was here
Let me feel it
Tickling my ear
Like it did
When I held her near

Don’t you remember
The good old days
When we left here
Sometimes in a haze
With both our eyes
Slightly glazed
Like I said
Those were the good old days

I don’t know
If the thought occurred
To play the song
That we both preferred
Play it for me
Like you did for her
And I won’t say
Not another word

I took her to the airport
And she boarded the plane
Begging me to come with her
But I chose to remain
Now I remember
The name of the song
“As Time Goes By”
Tell me if I’m wrong

I don’t know
If the thought occurred
To play the song
That we both preferred
Play it for me
Like you did for her
And I won’t say
Not another word







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By: Cedric McClester

As I sit here and reflect,
It appears, I’m the usual suspect
You’re suppose to serve and protect
So please take  your knee off my neck
If I tell you I can’t breathe,
I seriously doubt I’ll be believed
As if something is up my sleeve
Must my family and loved ones always grieve?

Must they be the ones to regret,
The sale of a loose cigarette?
Or even better yet,
A counterfeit  20 still wet
See, I’d really like to know,
How far does this thing have to go?
Before my top’s gonna blow
And my hurt and my anger show

As countless others like me die,
Am I just supposed to sit by,
Without having to wonder why?
Am I a convenient bullseye?
Sometimes the going gets rough,
But when is enough enough?
I realize your job is tough
But don’t **** me if I’ve been handcuffed

And when tempers run hot
You say it’s a left wing plot
But that’s not always what we got
See, it might be what your actions wrought
Now you may not wanna buy it
But people all over are tired
And might be prone to riot
Or burn down a hotel like the Hyatt













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By: Cedric McClester

If you’re trying to figure out
What it’s all about?
Money! there’s no doubt
Flexing muscle and their clout
With the insults that they shout
Without a platform they can tout
They just go the cheap seat route
Then pontificate and pout

See they love to pillory
Anyone named Hillary
With accusations, as we see
That may or may not be
Yelling she’s not trustworthy
As they bring up Bengazi
Or emails we didn’t see
Making them the poison tree

And then once they get elected
Ain’t it just as we suspected
It’s so easily detected
The people’s needs just get neglected
Because our votes are not protected
By the ones who we selected
Makes us wonder why we checked it
See their actions don’t reflect it

Although it’s a bitter pill
It’s like Ceeil B. deMille
Cast them in a movie - still
They won’t do the people’s will
And by now we’ve had our fill
They can never fit the bill
Because they’re run of the mill
And that is why they make us ill






























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By: Cedric McClester

Here’s something
I thought you ought to know
He’s polling at
A really all time low
But I guess that
Only goes to show
If you stopped to asked
I would have told you so

Think about it
And it makes perfect sense
That he’s an idiot
Who lacks experience
So you can make a note
It’s in the present tense
That we hold our breaths
While the world is in suspense

See you can’t believe
A word that man has said
And he tends to tweet
Whatever’s in his head
Thoughts he might have had
Before he went to bed
Suddenly becomes
What the world is fed

When he smiles
You see his pearly whites
You’d smile too
If you knew his acolytes
Who line up everyday
To kiss his ring
And to arrange his praises
That they sing
















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By: Cedric McClester

They criticized poor Jeb
For showing off his gun
And trying to get street cred’
When he don't have none
His glasses have been shed
The Clark Kent image done
And now he’s chumping Trump
Just to have some fun

Poor, poor, poor Jeb
Has found his energy
But it took his brother’s help
And Trump’s insults ya see
Will he win in the end
How come you’re asking me?
I don’t know the answer
Or his destiny

I call him poor Jeb
But here goes the hitch
No matter what I called him
He would still be rich
His detractors probably say
He’s a son- of- a- *****
No offense intended
Mama Bush PUT DOWN that switch!

Poor Jeb sure knows how
To maintain his composure
Despite the barbs and insults
That just goes to show ya
He’s looking for results
And some final closure
For him the Presidency
Is the ultimate ambrosia



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By; Cedric McClester

They report without remorse
And rarely do they name their source
The enemies of the people of course
Are hard for us to endorse
Read whatever you may choose
Then classify it as fake news
Their behavior can’t be excused
Because their power is often abused

Ain’t  it enough to make you sick
Just listening to his rhetoric
Fake news or others take your pick
You can count on him to throw a brick
Through a window that’s plate glass
To the world he shows his ***
Though we think he’s moving much too fast
But as the Bible says, “This too will pass.”

Praise the name of Donald Trump
Who’s still on the campaign stump
We hope that he hits a speed bump
Before he lands in the trash dump
Now we’re not saying crash or burn
But in good time we’re sure he’ll learn
Although right now it’s of no concern
Everybody’s gonna get their turn

Slowly he will be exposed
The chinks in his armor everybody knows
But he’ll continue I suppose
Along a path that is primrose
Selling supporters unreal dreams
Cos nothing’s as easy as it seems
He’s selling promises by the reams
But who’s watching the revenue streams




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By: cedric McClester

Pray for Tina
That her affliction doesn’t last
It might be her history
But her destiny’s not her past
There’s a way out for her
I know that there can be
I’m talking about Tina
But the example might well be me

Pray for Tina
She can be redeemed
No one is as hopeless as
At first they might have seemed
She has aspirations too
She can live the things she dreamed
Because prayer can change everything
Like God above has deemed

Pray for Tina
She could be your daughter
I’m asking you to pray for her
Because you know you oughta
She needs our support
And encouragement
To keep her from the path
On which she seems hell-bent

Pray for Tina
You see her every place
In your neighborhood
Or wherever is the case
She doesn’t look much different
From you or even I
The problem with Tina is
She might prematurely die










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By: Cedric McClester

Call him President
Two -Scoops
Who’s addicted to
Watching the loops
That endlessly play
On his TV they say
All through the night
And the day

He’s addicted to
Fox And Friends
Where the propaganda
Always begins
Then he’ll switch to CNN
Or MSNBC
Every now and then
With him it all depends

And did I mention
The diet Cokes?
That he swallows
But never chokes
Thank God
That he never smokes
In the way of
Some other folks

He’s insulting
Wtihout a good reason
To call him racist
Is like shouting treason
Or shooting a deer
Out of season
Despite his ill will
And malfeasance






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By: Cedric McClester

With lots of forethought
And regal malice
Prince Andrew was kicked
Out of Buckingham Palace
For diddling underaged girls
Let’s call them Alice
Which the Queen deemed
To be unseemly and callous

See he became the best friend
Of a randy man
Who met a questionable end
A known *******
From way back when
Who surrounded himself
With girls little more than ten
He shared with Andrew now and then

So he’s been removed
From his royal duties
And he’s been reproved
Because mother’s snooty
And now due to the hand
That he’s been given
He’ll have to find another way
To make a living

So much for,
The life he knew
He’s got to wonder
What to do?
Now that his former
Life is through
He created for himself
A great big stew



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By: Cedric mcClester

With all of his cronies
Going to jail
And none of ‘em
Left outside on bail
So much for the adage
Too big to fail
Now the only one left
Is him to nail

Sure he can run.
But where can he hide?
When the truth can no longer
Be denied
He gets an “A” for effort
God knows that he tried
But it’s a stiff sentence
That he can’t abide

When the prison gates
Are opened wide
And he’s been invited
To step inside
Bubba might want
A piece of his hide
He’s been looking for
Some fresh meat to ride

His impeachment inquiry
Is tightening the noose
And it appears soon
That they’ll cook his goose
His Republican enablers
Will shoot him a deuce
As he gets prepared
For some prison abuse




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By: Cedric McClester

Bein' locked up
Ain’t an asset
And prison isn’t (a right of passage)
Don’t tell me where you been
Get yourself past it
It’s time to wake up
You stupid *******

I’m gettin tired of hearing
****** talk about
How long they went in fo’
Once they come out
And there ain’t nothin'
That I find more aggravatin'
Than hearin bout cases
That they got waitin
Or when they'll walk out
Of the prison gate
Because they doin time
Somewhere upstate
Now I ain’t mad at ‘em
Because of their plight
I just wish they wouldn’t
Take so much delight

Bein locked up
Ain’t an asset
And prison isn’t (a right of passage)
Don’t tell me where you’ve been
You stupid *******
It’s time to wake up
And get yo’ *** past it

I know some of y’all
Can relate
To doin time
Somewhere upstate
And you've engaged in
The idle chatter
Like the time you did
As if it mattered
And we can find
A true paradigm
Like a broken wrist-watch
That keeps losing time
I realize you may be
Keepin it real
Cos someone convinced you
Prison is the deal

Bein' locked up
Ain’t an ssset
And prison isn’t (a right of passage)
Don’t tell where you’ve been
Get yourself past it
It’s time to wake up
You stupid *******

You run off the names
Like they finishing schools
But they’re been erected
To house you fools
I don’t fault a man
For making a living
If they've factored in
The time they'll be given
Especially if they get caught
And take a fall
For throwing bricks
At the penitentiary wall
What I’m tryin to say is
Get a grip
Before you wind up
Taking a bus trip

Bein' locked up
Ain’t an asset
And prison isn’t (a right of passage)
Don’t tell where you’ve been
Get yourself past it
It’s time to wake up
You stupid *******

Prison isn't
What it's cracked up To be
And if you been there
I’m sure you’ll agree
You know what you did
While you were in
******'s ******
And it's still a sin
See havin prison muscles
Don’t make you a man
If you were tossin salad
Inside the slam
So if you ever been in
Let that be your secret
I don’t wanna know
Why don't you keep it

Bein' locked up
Ain’t an asset
And prison isn’t (a right of passage)
Don’t tell me where you’ve been
Get yourself past it
It’s time to wake up
You stupid *******

How many baby daddies
Ain’t around
Because of bad choices
Now they’re on locked down
Waiting for commissary
And some cigarettes
That they use to barter
And pay their debts
Then history repeats itself
Know what I mean
And the child takes the same road
That his father’s been
It’s an ongoing saga
That just doesn't end
You know what I’m talkin' ‘bout
So don’t pretend

Bein' locked up
Ain’t an asset
And prison isn’t (a right of passage)
Don’t tell me where you’ve been
Get yourself past it
It’s time to wake up
You stupid *******


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BY: Cedric McClester

Jurors would be asked to find
Probable cause
But who knows what goes down
Behind closed door
When you discover the man wasn’t
Who you thought he was
And you become victimized
In spite of the **** laws

They’ll blame you (the victim)
As they usually do
Then accuse you of not knowing
What you shoulda knew
When the sad reality
Is that you had no clue
You’d be drugged and date *****
Before you came to

His image is carefully crafted
On the other hand you’re someone
Who would get laughed at
So you keep your silence
Though treated like a door mat
Because he has the power
To make lies a fact
And then dare you to try ‘n react

They’ll blame you (the victim)
As they usually do
Then accuse you of not knowing
What you shoulda knew
When the sad reality
Is that you had no clue
You’d be drugged and date *****
Before you came to

So you wait for years
To get it off of your chest
And when you finally do
You’re vilified nonetheless
As far as they’re concerned
It’s no contest
Ya see he has no conscience
As you might have guessed

As more and more women
Come to the fore
The licentious allegations
Become hard to ignore
Which reveal he’s rotten
Right down to the core
And he’d go to any lengths
To cop or to score

They’ll blame you (the victim)
As they usually do
Then accuse you of not knowing
What you shoulda knew
When the sad reality
Is that you had no clue
You’d be drugged and date *****
Before you came to

Jurors would be asked to find
Probable cause
But who knows what goes down
Behind closed door
When you discover the man wasn’t
Who you thought he was
And you become victimized
In spite of the **** laws

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By: Cedric McClester

Kanye West is
Is like the prodigal son
Who ran away from home
And stayed on the run
I’ve lost count of what
He’s.said and done
And the hat he wears
Is worst than a bad pun

I think about all of those
That he’s offended
He says the 13th Amendment
Needs to be rescinded
The one that caused slavery
To be upended
Does he really want slavery,
To be extended?

I know he thinks
That slavery was a choice
Because that’s the same notion
That he lent his voice
Causing all his enemies
To rejoice
As he rides around Hollywood
In a new Rolls Royce

Kanye clearly is
A **** disgrace
And if given the chance
I’d say it to his face
I know he’s bi-polar
And that being the case
The stupid things he says
Should never be embraced











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By: Cedric McClester

He’s staying in Washington,
To protect the monuments,
Instead of going golfing,
Guess that makes sense?
He’s protecting seditious traitors,
By going to great lengths
That’s him and his partner
Vice President Pence

He was born in
Queens, New York
Not the Antebellum South
So the words of ignorance
That comes out of his mouth
At times are surprising
Because it’s akin
To a drouth

He’s impressed by generals
And dictators alike
He ignores them when
They make the first strike
Like Vladmir Putin in Afghanistan
Who’s placed a bounty
On the American soldiers he can
President Trump is a chump and a fan

Trump’s from the Northern side
Of the Mason/Dixon Line
But to that salient fact
He seems to be blind
He thinks Southern history is glorious
Cuz  he’s out of his mind
And no student of our past
You’ll also find





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By: Cedric McClester

Hard to believe
When we hear at first
Hard to conceive
Yet we have a thirst
To know the details
Tell me what’s worst
The truth of the matter
Or what’s rehearsed

Public people
Private personas
A handful know the deal
Other aren’t gonna
Secretive
Is how they live
When they perform
They give us all they have to give

When they left
We felt robbed
We lost our breath
It made us sob
Understanding death
Is so **** hard
Like grand theft
It leaves us scarred

Public people
Private personas
A handful know the deal
Other aren’t gonna
Secretive
Is how they live
When they perform
They give us all they have to give

The list of names
Run the gamut
Like someone somewhere
Must have programmed it
It’s so intense
It don’t make sense
But all their dirt will come out
In the rinse









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By:Cedric McClester


What must Puerto Rico do,

To get the aide,

That was entrusted with you?

See it would happen, if they knew

But nobody seems to have a clue

How to get the money that they’re due

After all the suffering they’ve been through

You’re deserving of a great big boo



How much suffering will you allow

Before you relieve them from the heap pile

Of destruction that's mile after mile

Must they get in a line and beg single file?

Sometimes I wonder if you knew

That Puerto Ricans are American too?

It’s a **** shame if you do

Continue down this path that makes ‘em blue



Is it because their names end in vowels

That some think they only need paper towels

I guess that’s for when they relieve their bowels

But they really can’t use your hatred and scowls

How about we place the shoe on the other foot

Would you have the same lack of input

And would what was promised just go kaput?

As you lay in the ashes and the soot


Puerto Rico was an island paradise

But after the hurricane it’s not so nice

And now with the earthquakes it’s been put in a vice

See they’ve asked for your help more than once or twice

Which from all outward appearances isn’t forthcoming

The island’s been ravaged so has its plumbing

Your silence is deafening and also numbing

And now all we hear is the muffled drumming














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By: Cedric McClester

Sadness may come
In time it will go
It doesn’t have to show
No one has to know
Until it’s gone
Don’t look forlorn
Broken and torn
Put your best face on

Don’t look downcast
With a scowl on your face
In any case
Have patience and grace
Time changes tunes
As well as heals wounds
So don’t be broken and torn
Put your best face on

It’s automatic
Though it’s also strange
That nothing stays static
Things constantly change
Even feelings sometimes rearrange
Immediately after they’ve been estranged
Today you may be broken and torn
But you should always put your best face on

Never let anyone know
That you’re feeling down
Pick yourself back up
Right off of the ground
That is the remedy I’ve always found
To be tried and true and sound
But in any case
You should always put on your best face



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By: Cedric McClester

Starships journey into space
Caught up in a desperate race
But are they going anyplace
Or is that just the way it seems
Like our realistic dreams (questions)

Business man makes a killing
Because his ego needs fulfilling
Investors losing quite unwilling
Is that the nature of the game
Or will we have the same (questions)

Lovers meet then break away
Different partners different day
It really is a shame they say
But does it have to be
And when will we be free of (questions)

A child’s conceived by accident
After the ecstasy is spent
Wonder where the loving went
Now that the baby’s born
And must we still go on with (questions)

Good people dying every day
The bad ones seem destined to stay
Maybe that’s the price they pay
A life that’s full of pain
Still that does not explain the (questions)



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By: Cedric McClester

Race is just a subterfuge
That certain people use
To have us at each other’s throats
While keeping us confused
God made us different races
Colors shades and hues
But race shouldn’t really matter
Unless it shapes our views

If race is the big divide
Then someone must have lied
When rationality is applied
The facts can’t be denied

Some promote the view
They're better than me and you
Because of the color of their skin
And they also believe this too
Despite their circumstances
They're the chosen few
When in actuality
None of that is true

If race is the big divide
Then someone must have lied
When rationality is applied
The facts can’t be denied

Who said that you’re better than
Another woman or a man
Based on which of you is tan
Or born with less melanin

If race is the big divide
Then someone must have lied
When rationality is applied
The facts can’t be denied

It’s a diabolical scheme
As strange as that may seem
To keep us all preoccupied
Few get to live their dream
While the rest of us fight
We’re never gonna see the cream
And that’s perfectly alright
By those who rule supreme

If race is the big divide
Then someone must have lied
When rationality is applied
The facts can’t be denied

Race is just a subterfuge
That certain people use
To have us at each other’s throats
While keeping us confused
God made us different races
Colors shades and hues
But race shouldn’t really matter
Unless it shapes our views

If race is the big divide
Then someone must have lied
When rationality is applied
The facts can’t be denied
(Repeat chorus 2xs then fade)



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By: Cedric McClester

Must we respect the dead
Despite the hurtful things
They might have said
Or the incendiary things
From them we’ve read?
Consider  where any of it has led
Before committing
Their rhetoric to your head

He was a racial arsonist
So don’t be mislead
By his black power fist
I hope that you get my gist
About a homophobe
Who was more than this
A Jew baiter and an apologist
For the man whose *** he kissed

He was quite a charismatic speaker
Whose arguments were weaker
Than that of the kind truth seeker
That he claimed to be
Mercy mercy me
He rapidly rose to fame
By calling others
Out of their name

He made his living
Off of selling hate
And invited other to
The debate
And would crush them
Underneath the weight
Of the baseless facts
That he would state





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By: Cedric McClester

Even though Gone With The Wind
Has been taken off  HBO cable
He’s always been ready
Willing and able
To have a few ******
Sit at his table
Playing Hattie McDaniells
To  his Clark Gable

Though there are no
Ifs, buts or maybes
They don’t know nuthin’
‘Bout birthin no  babies
No more than a family dog
Getting rabies
Or their proud history
Along the Euphrates

They sing his praises
Like a shepherd's lamb
But frankly my dear
He don’t give a ****
The whole thing is nothing
More than a scam
Cuz after the photo op
They’re told to scram

There have always been
Those who love being used
In order to say things
That other refuse
But that probably isn’t
Any new news
Some will do anything
Just to shmooze






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By: Cedric McClester

My dear
It’s become so clear
That you’re undaunted
Though I thought you wanted
The same thing I wanted
Forever more
And I was so sure
Our love would endure

I fear
One realizes
Life’s full of surprises
But the answer is clear
Not up in the air
You don’t really care
I’ve said it
Now there!

Reality
Can often be
A catastrophe
Depending you see
How it turns out
But here’s the key
There’s no mystery
Once you’ve spilled the tea

I fear
One realizes
Life’s full of surprises
But the answer is clear
Not up in the air
You don’t really care
I’ve said it
Now there!


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By; Cedric McClester

Remember me
Not in this box you see
But remember me
As I used to be
Smiling, laughing having fun
Remember me
Before my life was done
Remember me

Remember me
In quiet moments
Remember me
With smiles and condolence
Remember me
And the times we shared
Remember me
Knowing I cared

Remember me
But not because I’m gone
Through your memories
I will always live on
Remember me
Or something I said
Remember me
Though I’ve gone on ahead

Remember me
And never forget
That I lived my life
And had few regrets
Remember me
Though your eyes are wet
Remember me
And don’t be upset


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By: Cedric McClester

Repeal and replace
Everyone he will insure
We hope that’s the case
But he’s lied to us before
The truth of the matter is
We can’t say for sure
If you’re middle class
Or the abject poor

Repeal and replace
But tell me what with
An alternate plan
They have yet to give
Over twenty million people
Just want to live
So at least give them something
That’s more determinative

Repeal and replace
The ACA
Which they referred to as
Obamacare any way
And we’re still waiting
I must say
For an adequate alternative
To be brought into play

Repeal and replace
Our health insurance
With one that’s acceptable
Requires endurance
For those who are waiting
It’s procurance
There is no one to offer them
The desired assurance








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By: Cedric McClester

She cleaned his blood trail
Off of the ground
In front of the housing projects
Where her son’s body was found
Shot twice in his face
And also in his chest
Then taken to the hospital
You can guess the rest

Unfortunately he was
Dead upon arrival
With his kind of wounds
The chances for survival
Are so often slim to none
Especially if it’s a 38 caliber gun
The kind of weapon
That was unleashed on her son

In the ghetto there’s often
So much toil and strife
That it makes you question
What’s the value of human life?
When the deceased is
Someone’s loved one(husband or wife)
Or a somebody's son
That’s losing their life

The level of self-hatred
Has to be deep seated
In the black community
Where that scene is repeated
And the solution beats me
As to what is the key
Cos it’s done
With repeated frequency


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By: Cedric McClester

They’re from today  
And they’re coming through
Cuz they want their moment
Just like you
Things change in time
I thought you knew
See everyone has
A replacement too

There’s a gunslinger
From out of town
Quicker on the draw
That will gun you down
And he’ll be on top
Until another is found
Who’ll come along
And put him in the ground

You’re beautiful
And it’s plain to see
Why you’re admired
It’s no mystery
Some day you’ll retire
And here is the key
There’ll be another
Fairer than thee

There’s a gunslinger
From out of town
Quicker on the draw
That will gun you down
And he’ll be on top
Until another is found
Who’ll come along
And put him in the ground

Everything old
Is born new again
The faces will change
As we know they can
With bodies so taunt
And much tighter skin
Then once more the cycle
Will repeat again

There’s a gunslinger
From out of town
Quicker on the draw
That will gun you down
And he’ll be on top
Until another is found
Who’ll come along
And put him in the ground

You can’t fight it
So why even try
The things I’ve laid out
No one can deny
Time will move on
And we’re gonna die
So don’t waste your time
Questioning why

There’s a gunslinger
From out of town
Quicker on the draw
That will gun you down
And he’ll be on top
Until another is found
Who’ll come along
And put him in the ground

They’re from today  
And they’re coming through
Cuz they want their moment
Just like you
Things change in time
I thought you knew
See everyone has
A replacement too














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By: Cedric McClester

They’re nowhere to be found
On this new example of collusion
Which naturally brings us to
A very sad conclusion
Republicans must be under
The false illusion
That the reign of Donal Trump
Isn’t a major intrusion

Ask them what they think
About what’s going on
They’ll offer you a drink
And say you’re clearly wrong
Then talk about the former VP
All day long
Even though the evidence
Against their man is strong

All they care about
Is keeping their seat
And so his indiscretions
Will just repeat
As the Constitution goes down
In defeat
You’ll get talking points from most
Republicans that you meet

They don’t give
A tinker’s ****
About the people
Or this nation
To them Uncle Sam
Remains on permanent vacation
We the people just had ought to
Man our battle stations





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By: Cedric McClester

Republicans start to shop
If their candidate’s not on top
And their poll numbers suddenly drop
Because they’re labeled a flop
So those who used to push
For the heir apparent Bush
Are sitting on their ****
Wishing they had Hindu-kush

And that new-jack Rubio
What is it they think he knows
That allows his cash to grow
They will reap just what they sow
Now let me mention Teddy Cruz
Who hasn’t paid his dues
And when asked he has refused
But that should be old news

Although Carly Fiorena
Has a tough demeanor
Trump once asked, “Have you seen her?”
When he wanted to demean her
And then there’s Dr. Carson
More Don Rickles than Johnny Carson
Soft spoken spreading arson
With incendiary parsing

Now that I have your attention
Though it may earn you dissention
Some I just choose not to mention
They’re beyond my comprehension
So that leaves us Donald Trump
Someone that they’d like to dump
But he says, “Kiss my ****!”
See he’s energized and pumped







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By: Cedric McClester

Say it ain’t so
I don’t wanna know
That the beautiful one
Did suddenly go
Embraced so it seems
By a death or a dream
Human not machine
But heaven redeems

Somebody said
That Prince is dead
And I can’t wrap my head
Around that news
So I just refuse
To believe a word
Of what I heard

So this requiem
Is especially for him
The Beautiful One
And I’ve Jus’ begun
Pulling out all stops
To give him his props
The beautiful one
Into the setting sun

Somebody said
That Prince is dead
And I can’t wrap my head
Around that news
So I just refuse
To believe a word
Of what I heard

Even though he’s gone
His music lives on
He was so clever
It’ll last forever
And the legacy
He left you and me
Is a treasure trove
From his record grove

So this requiem
Is especially for him
The Beautiful One
And I’ve Jus’ begun
Pulling out all stops
To give him his props
The Beautiful One
Into his setting sun

Somebody said
That Prince is dead
And I can’t wrap my head
Around that news
So I just refuse
To believe a word
Of what I heard

Say it ain’t so
I don’t wanna know
That the beautiful one
Did suddenly go
Embraced so it seems
By death or a dream
Human not machine
But heaven redeems














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By: Cedric McClester

The President said
That he re-tweeted
A conspiracy theory
That has been repeated
In right wing media outlets
Of his own choice
So he continues to give
The ridiculous voice

The President hides
Behind the fact
He wasn't the originator
Which shows he lacks tact
To repeat what he knows
Will make someone act
In a dangerous fashion
Against brown or black

In a convoluted way
He might well figure
That it's perfectly alright
If' he doesn't pull the trigger
In fact he'll absolve himself
With a familiar kind of rigor
Which makes him look small
Instead of much bigger

Immigrants rounded up
In whole sale fashion
Is clearly designed
To produce a reaction
See, he's trying his best
To reduce the attraction
That America has
Down to a fraction







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By: Cedric McClester

He calls himself a man
Yet he can’t understand
Why the baby won’t stop crying
In the crib in which he’s lying
He agreed to baby sit
Not to take this **** (But now he’s catching it)

Rock-a-bye baby
But he wouldn’t stop
Now it’s a plea deal
That he hopes to cop
And the baby’s momma
Is out of her head
Rock-a-bye baby
Her baby is dead

He picked the kid up
To rock him at first
But the crying continued
And in fact it got worst
Then he shook him
In an aggravated state
And by the time he stopped
It was a little bit too late

Rock-a-bye baby
But he wouldn’t stop
Now it’s a plea deal
That he hopes to cop
And the baby’s momma
Is out of her head
Rock-a-bye baby
Her baby is dead

She tosses the details
Around in her head
Cause she can’t believe
Her baby is dead
And it doesn’t matter
Who is to blame
Her baby is dead
And she won’t be the same

Rock-a-bye baby
But he wouldn’t stop
Now it’s a plea deal
That he hopes to cop
And the baby’s momma
Is out of her head
Rock-a-bye baby
Her baby is dead

What we do to children
Is often so cruel
Because the exception’s
Becoming the rule
But infants are helpless
So **** the excuse
Because whatever you say
It’s still child abuse

Rock-a-bye baby
But he wouldn’t stop
Now it’s a plea deal
That he hopes to cop
And the baby’s momma
Is out of her head
Rock-a-bye baby
Her baby is dead

She tosses the details
Around in her head
Cause she can’t believe
Her baby is dead
And it doesn’t matter
Who is to blame
Her baby is dead
And she won’t be the same

What we do to children
Is often so cruel
Because the exception’s
Becoming the rule
But infants are helpless
So **** the excuse
Because whatever you say
It’s still child abuse


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SATAN’S WORLD

By: Cedric McClester

It’s Satan’s world
That’s how it seems of late
Especially when God’s people
Appear to abdicate

There’s trouble everywhere
And life’s a living hell
For far too many people
Caught in the devil’s spell
They’re busy seeking this world
With no thought for the next
Worshipping possessions
And engaging in loose ***

It’s Satan’s world
That’s how it seems of late
Especially when God’s people
Appear to abdicate

Some don’t have a conscience
And they’ll do anything
Like sexing fourteen year olds
Who like the songs they sing
They take away their innocence
Cuz they don’t know the deal
But we’re exposing them right now
So they’ll know how we feel

It’s Satan’s world
That’s how it seems of late
Especially when God’s people
Appear to abdicate

Some want the best of both worlds
They want heaven while raising hell
And we’re not making judgments
You can look at them and tell
That they’re in bed with Satan
While they say they love the Lord
Just look at what they’re doing
Cuz their deeds can’t be ignored

It’s Satan’s world
That’s how it seems of late
Especially when God’s people
Appear to abdicate

Here’s the deal let’s keep it real
Cuz we’re not out to play
It may not be tomorrow
But you’re gonna pay one day
Cause all things done in darkness
Will soon come to light
Just because you’re a celebrity
Don’t mean you’re living right

It’s Satan’s world
That’s how it seems of late
Especially when God’s people
Appear to abdicate




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By: Cedric McClester

He calls himself a man
Yet he can’t understand
Why the baby won’t stop crying
In the crib in which he’s lying
He agreed to baby sit
Not to take this **** (But now he’s catching it)

Rock-a-bye baby
But he wouldn’t stop
Now it’s a plea deal
That he hopes to cop
And the baby’s momma
Is out of her head
Rock-a-bye baby
Her baby is dead

He picked the kid up
To rock him at first
But the crying continued
And in fact it got worst
Then he shook him
In an aggravated state
And by the time he stopped
It was a little bit too late

Rock-a-bye baby
But he wouldn’t stop
Now it’s a plea deal
That he hopes to cop
And the baby’s momma
Is out of her head
Rock-a-bye baby
Her baby is dead

She tosses the details
Around in her head
Cause she can’t believe
Her baby is dead
And it doesn’t matter
Who is to blame
Her baby is dead
And she won’t be the same

Rock-a-bye baby
But he wouldn’t stop
Now it’s a plea deal
That he hopes to cop
And the baby’s momma
Is out of her head
Rock-a-bye baby
Her baby is dead

What we do to children
Is often so cruel
Because the exception’s
Becoming the rule
But infants are helpless
So **** the excuse
Because whatever you say
It’s still child abuse

Rock-a-bye baby
But he wouldn’t stop
Now it’s a plea deal
That he hopes to cop
And the baby’s momma
Is out of her head
Rock-a-bye baby
Her baby is dead

She tosses the details
Around in her head
Cause she can’t believe
Her baby is dead
And it doesn’t matter
Who is to blame
Her baby is dead
And she won’t be the same

What we do to children
Is often so cruel
Because the exception’s
Becoming the rule
But infants are helpless
So **** the excuse
Because whatever you say
It’s still child abuse


Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016.  All rights reserved.