By: Cedric McClester

Before they can
Pass the baton
Where they’re holed up
In Oregon
Don’t give ‘em time
To sigh or morn
The law must win
This marathon

If their militia
Refuses to be flagged
Once identified
And toe tagged
Take ‘em out
In a black body bag
Wrapped inside
A confederate flag

Why allow ‘em
To break in armed?
Threatening folks
Will sure be harmed
If they reject them
Or aren’t charmed
Because the government claims
The land that’s farmed

Are takeovers
The new pandemic
Or do I sound schizophrenic
They are clearly becoming
Endemic
And more to the point
Pathogenic
Now they’ve even become systemic




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By: Cedric McClester

Being black is
Sometimes being loathed and hated
Or beaten back
And usually underestimated
And though it’s wack
It’s also antiquated
And it’s a fact
We’re often tired and frustrated

Being black is
A pre-existing condition
As a matter of fact
It hurts to make this admission
And those without tact
Might say we lack ambition
But let’s look back
Who put us in this position?

Being black is
Being spotted in a crowd
And it’s a fact
Sometimes we are too loud
We’re attacked
For being well endowed
The deck is stacked
Yet we refuse to be cowed

Being black is
Having grace and style
And the knack
For surviving hard times with a smile
And bouncing back
With a Cadillac
To completes our high profile
We use more gas for the mile














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By: Cedric McClester

Being the President’s daughter
Doesn’t make her qualified,
To sit in on the world stage,
If he told her so he lied
What she’s lacking in experience
Can in no way be applied,
To the folks that she might meet there
And that cannot be denied

Being the President’s daughter
Might explain why she was there,
But it doesn’t mean she’ll be accepted
Or, that anyone else will care
Other than her doting father
Who himself is unaware
Of the world outside of his ego
See, I just thought that I would share

Being the President’s daughter
Doesn’t mean that she is cute
Or that anybody besides himself
Has to give a single hoot
In fact, the other world leaders
Would just as soon, give her the boot
They’d like to know her true function
Or whether that point is simply moot

Being the President’s daughter
Has inherent benefits
Like the undeserved entitlement
She demonstrates by where she sits
Among a group of her superiors
Which serves to give ‘em fits
They know she doesn’t belong there
An open secret no one admits























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By: Cedric McClester

There’s more beneath the surface
Than there appears to be
And we’re working at cross-purposes
If we fail to see
Some secrets really hurt us
And while that well may be
What we need to do to unravel ‘em
Remains the mystery

The company asserts the right
To have it’s privacy
The government gets uptight
And says while that well may be
We need you to break the code
So we can look and see
What’s encrypted on that phone
So please give us the key

We’re trying to do our very best
To fill in the blanks
But we need your help nevertheless
And you’re telling us no thanks
It’s a mater of extreme importance
You see your nation banks
On discovering the information therein
And now we’re closing ranks

We’ll take it all the way if we havta
Straight to the Supreme Court
We’re trying to avoid a future disaster
Like the deceased terrorist wrought
So we’re humbly asking you to do this
But you’re saying you’re not
Your right to free speech is acknowledge
Though your cooperation’s sought










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By: Cedric McClester

Benjamin Netanyahu
Was indicted
But then we knew
That’s who the evidence
Would lead to
Therefore, I say, thus
It was fraud and bribery
Compounded by a breach of trust

He  finds himself in
A precarious position
He refuses to be compliant
Because he has ambition
Now he’s threatening the prosecutors
I think he’s going fishing
By striking that defiant tone
He must be in the Twilight Zone

You got to find it strange
Different leader but
So little has changed
They both are facing charges
Due to greed
And personal largesse
They’re corrupt to the bone
So their problems are their own

No wonder they’re
The best of friends
Birds of a feather
Exchanging grins
And both guilty of
Homemade sins
Hoping to escape
With intact skins




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By: Cedric McClester

I broke my wedding vows
When I betrayed your trust
Momentary weakness
Is a poor excuse for lust
It led me to adultery
Which I do regret
And I can’t really blame you
For being so upser

I beg you to forgive me
You’re the one I love
I didn’t mean to hurt you
Although I’m guilty of
An act of infidelity
Which is a mortal sin
God knows that I’m sorry
Even though I wasn’t then

I don’t want to lose you
Because of my mistake
And I’m committed to
Do all that it takes
For us to save our marriage
I don’t want to be divorced
That’s why I pray to God
That we can stay the course

For a moment’s pleasure
I could be losing you
And that’s the very last thing
I’d ever want to do
I’m begging please forgive me
Find it in your heart
I just couldn’t stand it
If we break apart

I didn’t want to hurt you
Yet that’s what I did
Lust and raw desire
Is why I got down with
Someone who meant nothing
In the way you do
I was in lust with her
But I’m in love with you



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By: Cedric McClester

Better days lie ahead
At least that’s what I thought he said
While on a tour of New Orleans
But what I think he really means
Is things are better than before
Yet we know he should do much more
To rectify the situation
Nola’s still part of our nation
Better days lie ahead
For the homeless not the dead
Whose bloated bodies floated by
In a way no one should die
Cos FEMA wasn’t energetic
Their response was just pathetic
Showing up three days late
Having victims sit and wait

Better days lie ahead
We’re tired of the rhetoric
Just tell us when it’s getting fixed

While his friends are getting paid
He claims real progress has been made
There’s little progress we can see
Being made for you and me
But he says things are going fine
He’s either crazy or he’s blind
Cos progress has been slow to date
And people are still forced to wait
For the help they’re supposed to get
Most of them are at their end’s wit
Trying to figure how to make it
And some of them just plain can’t take it
The levees are still inadequate
And that don’t help us not one bit
Who know when the next hurricane
Will bring flood waters and torrential rain

Better days lie ahead
We’re tired of the rhetoric
Just tell us when it’s getting fixed

He comes down here for photo opps
But hasn’t pulled out all the stops
And mean while we’re still suffering
And wondering where the hell he’s been
With all the help he said we’d get
That hasn’t materialized quite yet
And we’re still waiting to rebuild
To have our empty stomachs filled
But all we get is rhetoric
And that can’t buy us ****
I don’t know and so I’m guessin
But in this there must be some lesson
That I must have missed in school
Call me stupid or a fool
Fool me once but not again
Which begs to ask the question when

Better days lie ahead
We’re tired of the rhetoric
Just tell us when it’s getting fixed

Better days lie ahead
At least that’s what I thought he said
While on a tour of New Orleans
But what I think he really means
Is things are better than before
Yet we know he should do much more
To rectify the situation
Nola’s still part of our nation
Better days lie ahead
For the homeless not the dead
Whose bloated bodies floated by
In a way no one should die
Cos FEMA wasn’t energetic
Their response was just pathetic
Showing up three days late
Having victims sit and wait



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By: Cedric McClester

Tell ‘em how you feel
Keep it real
Ya know the deal
Never mind mass appeal
Man your battle station
Get in formation
Tell the nation
You’re losing patience

The Black Panthers
Wanted answers
Now exotic dancers
Take their stances
And behold
They broke the mold
When the story was told
At the Super Bowl

Gimme,  gimme
That shake and shimmy
Hotter than a chimney
In Papua New Guinea
Cuz no judgment’s passed
When you just shake that ***
Instead they raise a glass
And give you a free pass

Now they dissect you
Take it to the press too
Then refuse to protect you
FOI to the rescue
Long as you speak your mind
They can be unkind
But they can’t take your shine
Beyonce it’s your time





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By: Cedric McClester

It’s beyond belief
That the Hate Meister and Chief
Would dare express his grief
At a reoccurring motif
This time twenty people died
In El Paso, so you decide
Whether it was related, or tied
To the nation’s race divide

He lives to separate
The races by the hate
That his words percolate
And at any rate
He revels in discord
That we can ill afford
Waiting for the applaud
So, heaven help us Lord

Something must be done
To get hatred on the run
For the sake of everyone
Living under the sun
We needn’t fan the flames
As a certain person aims
By playing dangerous games
No need for naming names

He can’t throw rocks
And hide
With his complicity denied
He must ultimately, be tried
For the crimes that he’s inspired
By getting people wired
And then he must be fired
Not applauded or admired




































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By: Cedric McClester

He must think
That Evangelicals are forgetting
The Bible prophecy
Called Armageddon
That’s the place
Where we seem heading
Down the slippery *****
That we’re sledding

He places little value
On God’s word
He thinks he knows best
But that’s absurd
See he’s a mere mortal
Though it hasn’t occurred
Because the Judgement of God
Has been deferred

Clearly, he doesn’t believe
In heaven or hell
And that isn’t very hard
For us to tell
He appears to be under
The devil’s spell
But don’t get me wrong,
I still wish him well

Now he’s in the pawn shop
About to hock
His Evangelical supporters
The whole ****** flock
See there’s no need for him
To take stock
When not nary a member
Is prepared to balk













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By: Cedric McClester

You went undercover
Only to discover
That your big brother
Was watching you
There’s no escaping
Cos he was taping
Now you don’t know
What to do

You’re reaction
To this distraction
Has you packing
But they’ll be trackin
Where you are
Use your cell and they can tell
Whether you’re walkin
Or in a car

Nineteen eight-four
Came inside the door
And Orwell had it right
Like a doting mother
Your big brother
Is clockin you day and night

You feel trapped
Cos your phone is tapped
And your TV’s watchin you
The places you shop
At every store you stop
Has information too
The time and date
What you bought and ate

Nineteen eight-four
Is inside the door
And Orwell had it right
Like a doting mother
Your big brother
Is clockin you day and night

You feel trapped
Cos your phone is tapped
And your TV’s watchin you
The places you shop
At every store you stop
Has information too
The time and date
What you bought and ate

Nineteen eight-four
Is inside the door
And Orwell had it right
Like a doting mother
Your big brother
Is clockin you day and night

You’re reaction
To this distraction
Has you packing
But they’ll be trackin
Where you are
Use your cell and they can tell
Whether you’re walkin
Or in a car

Nineteen eight-four
Is inside the door
And Orwell had it right
Like a doting mother
Your big brother
Is clockin you day and night



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By: Cedric McClester

They can camouflage
Their big long gun
While aiming for our leader
But we don’t have one
So they can undo
The movement we’ve begun
What they’re witnessing
Is completely homespun

They’ve killed past leaders
Like Malcolm and King
But who they gonna target now
Has them questioning
******* an idea
Whose time has come
They certainly can’t do it
With a big long gun

Now some of you may be
Too young to know
About a government operation
Known as Cointelpro
That infiltrated organizations
From not that long ago
That sought to liberate us
For sho’ for sho’

So what happened to the revolution?
That they tried to dampen
Through the murders of our heroes
Like Chicago’s Fred Hamptom
As we’ve seen our blood
Continued to slatter
But our lives aren’t cheap
CUZ BLACK LIVES MATTER!












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By: Cedric McClester

I’m not gonna kick a man
When he’s down
And yeah, Bill Cosby covered
A lot of ground
See once he was America’s
Favorite clown
But he’s guilty of poor judgement
And that wasn’t sound

We can’t take away
The history that he made
And because of him
The Eddie Murphys got to get paid
See, America’s dad
Was just a role he played
But now he’s incarcerated
For the helpless woman he slayed

Some will even tell ya
That you shouldn’t make fun
Of the disgraced comedian
In light of all that he’s done
But incapacitating women
Has him under the gun
And the best disinfectant
Is the light of the sun

Some have clapped back
Because he proselytized
To the young black men
He often criticized
Acting like a paragon
Or, the all-wise
Turning out to be someone
That we should despise












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By: Cedric McClester

Billy's at the bar
Sippin on his Bud
Watching two young lovelies
Wrestling in the mud
Everybody says
He's a classic fool
But ain't nobody yet
Did better in high school

Sarah was his lady
According to what I heard
But they broke up a while ago
At least that is the word
He now spends his time
Tryin to be a cad
And we all sympathize
Cos Billy's got it bad

Billy's got it bad
And everybody knows
What he feels inside
It's so obvious it shows

Life goes on for Sarah
She hardly missed a beat
She's lookin straight ahead
Not down at her feet
Billy ain't the only fish
Out there in the sea
And she knows in time
He'll be a passing memory

She's got other things
Runnin through her head
What she had with Billy
Is over now it's dead
It ain't all about
Tryin to place the blame
Or spendin time wonderin
Who smothered the flame

Billy's got it bad
And everybody knows
What he feels inside
It's so obvious it shows

So Billy takes his Bud
And swallows down the foam
In a crowd of people
He feels all alone
Thinkin 'bout his Sarah
And wonderin if she too
Ever thinks about him
Or gets a little blue

Though Billy tells folks
That everything's okay
Ain't nobody buyin
At least they're not today
It really doesn't matter
What he has to say
Nothin's been the same
Since Sarah went away

Cos Billy's got it bad
And everybody knows
What he feels inside
It's so obvious it shows



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By: Cedric McClester

***** **** ***
Terms that we all know
Which only goes to show
The depths to which men go
To shame women although
They have mothers who
Get categorized that way too
But they act like who knew

*****, ****, ***
It has a certain flow
On and on we go
Tryin’ to bring ‘em low
But it’s not fair and yo
We need to take it slow
Before those labels stick
Let’s change our rhetoric

*****, ****, ***
People that we know
Use it frequently although
It shouldn’t be that way but yo
Guess that’s just how it go
We use it for ammo
When we refuse to grow
Change sometimes is slow

***** **** ***
Are terms that havta go
Why hold ‘em in escrow
For the sake of puttin’ on a show
Of put downs that’s below
The ladies we bestow
Those names on even though
They’ve become status quo


















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By: Cedric McClester

Bitter or better
It’s my choice you see
I’ve been bitter so long
But where’d that get me
It didn’t make me happy
I have to confess
So I’m trying to be better
I’m doing my best

Bitter or better
Is a matter of choice
And I’ve made mine
So I’m raising my voice
Bitter always left me
With eyes that were moist
So I’m opting for better
As an alternate choice

Bitter or better
Take it from me
You can choose which one
You wanna be
Maybe you can’t forget
But can you forgive
Because being bitter
Ain't no way to live

Bitter or better
Is a matter of choice
And I’ve made mine
So I’m raising my voice
Bitter always left me
With eyes that were moist
So I’m opting for better
As an alternate choice

Bitter or better
Are alternate states
Bitter can have you carrying weights
Better wins hands down in debates
And it doesn’t require as many crates

Bitter or better
Is a matter of choice
And I’ve made mine
So I’m raising my voice
Bitter always left me
With eyes that were moist
So I’m opting for better
As an alternate choice

Bitter or better
As the case might be
Which one do you choose
You know about me
It’s your decision
So which it will be
Is it gonna be the devil
Or the deep blue sea

Bitter or better
Is a matter of choice
And I’ve made mine
So I’m raising my voice
Bitter always left me
With eyes that were moist
So I’m opting for better
As an alternate choice




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By: Cedric McClester

Bitter or better
It’s my choice you see
I’ve been bitter so long
But where’d that get me
It didn’t make me happy
I have to confess
So I’m trying to be better
I’m doing my best

Bitter or better
Is a matter of choice
And I’ve made mine
So I’m raising my voice
Bitter always left me
With eyes that were moist
So I’m opting for better
As an alternate choice

Bitter or better
Take it from me
You can choose which one
You wanna be
Maybe you can’t forget
But can you forgive
Because being bitter
Just ain’t no way to live

Bitter or better
Is a matter of choice
And I’ve made mine
So I’m raising my voice
Bitter always left me
With eyes that were moist
So I’m opting for better
As an alternate choice

Bitter or better
Are alternate states
Bitter can have you carrying weights
Better wins hands down in debates
And it doesn’t require as many crates

Bitter or better
Is a matter of choice
And I’ve made mine
So I’m raising my voice
Bitter always left me
With eyes that were moist
So I’m opting for better
As an alternate choice

Bitter or better
As the case might be
Which one do you choose
You know about me
It’s your decision
So which it will be
Is it gonna be the devil
Or the deep blue sea

Bitter or better
Is a matter of choice
And I’ve made mine
So I’m raising my voice
Bitter always left me
With eyes that were moist
So I’m opting for better
As an alternate choice

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By: Cedric McClester

Whites have always had
Their black apologists
And South Carolina’s Tim Scott
Fits nicely into this
He’s a prime example of why
They say ignorance is bliss
If he truly believes
That America is not racist

He sites a few examples of
Him being stopped
By white police officers
That was over the top
But this notwithstanding
His world wasn’t rocked
He was quite accepting
And so he wasn’t shocked

He’d do anything to stay
Inside his master’s house
Where he could eat crumbs
Off the table and not even grouse
In fact he’d stay as quiet as
A  proverbial church mouse
Articulating the master’s virtues
That he’s so quick to espouse

He has no qualms at all
About being used
He stands six feet tall
But he must be confused
And if this notion is one
That he would disabuse
I wouldn’t be surprised at al
I’d simply be amused


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By: Cedric McClester

Black lives matter,
Though black blood is cheap?
Listen to the mothers
Who know so weep
From the activist community
There’s hardly a peep
Maybe it’s because
They’re fast asleep

Black lives matter?
Why does it seem to stop
When a black is killed
But it’s not a cop
And the relatives
Are forced to go out and shop
For the casket and clothes
That provide a backdrop

Black lives matter,
But in what sense?
When it’s black on black crime
It gets lost in the rinse
And the reaction of activists
Is never as intense
Hence it keeps happening
At our expense

Black lives matter?
Or so they say
And they always want the officer
To have to pay
We can understand that sentiment
When it comes into play
But what about the things we see
Every single day?









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By: Cedric McClester

Let me pull your coat to sumthin’
You probably never knew
When I say black lives matter
White lives matter too
As well as law enforcers
Who happen to wear blue
We say black lives matter
Because they rarely do

Black lives matter
Needs to be expressed
Despite the things I’ve said
Because nevertheless
We have been dehumanized
And disrespected, at best
Shot down with impunity
In ways you’d never guess

Black lives matter
Has been our battle cry
And after all I’ve told you
There's no need to ask me why
Walk a mile in my shoes
Just give it a try
And then you'll understand
I tell you no lie

Black lives matter
Because we’re human too
But you’d never know it
Based on what we’ve been through
Brutalized and oppressed
By the people who
Are sworn to serve and to protect
But that’s not what they do





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By: Cedric McClester

Blessed are the children Jesus said
But just the other day somewhere I read
Another was abused tortured and misused
The headline bled another child is dead
Suffer little children unto me
Doesn't mean he wanted them to be
Victims in his name because we cannot contain
Hidden demons only we can see
Blessed are the children don't you know
They need lots of care and love to grow
Who among us doesn't think it so
Blessed are the children let them be
They have a right to live like you and me
Why is that so hard for us to see
Blessed are the children let them be


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By: Cedric McClester

Proceed with caution
My mind tries to say
But you are so awesome
I want you anyway
I know there’s danger
And still that’s okay
You hold all the aces
And I still wanna play

There’s blood in the water
And the shark’s very near
The screams from the shore
Resonate in my ear
Saying use extreme caution
Get the hell out of there
There’s an excellent reason
For you to fear

Fools rush in
Where angels fear to tread
I’m following my heart
Instead of my head
I have a strong desire
To get you in my bed
And I’m following it blindly
Despite what I’ve said

There’s blood in the water
And the shark’s very near
The screams from the shore
Resonate in my ear
Saying use extreme caution
Get the hell out of there
There’s an excellent reason
For you to fear

So call me crazy
Or call me a fool
Then do your best
To take me to school
I’ve already broken
A cardinal rule
If you’ve been knocked out
Remain on your stool

Proceed with caution
My mind tries to say
But you are so awesome
I want you anyway
I know there’s danger
But still that’s okay
You may hold the aces
And I wanna play

There’s blood in the water
And the shark’s very near
The screams from the shore
Resonate in my ear
Saying use extreme caution
Get the hell out of there
There’s an excellent reason
For you to fear






















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Cedric McClester

Proceed with caution
My mind tries to say
But you are so awesome
I want you anyway
I know there’s danger
And still that’s okay
You hold all the aces
And I still wanna play

Fools rush in
Where angels fear to tread
I’m following my heart
Instead of my head
I have a strong desire
To get you in my bed
And I’m following it blindly
Despite what I’ve said

So call me crazy
Or call me a fool
Then do your best
To take me to school
I’ve already broken
A cardinal rule
If you’ve been knocked out
Remain on your stool

There’s blood in the water
And the shark’s very near
The screams from the shore
Resonate in my ear
Saying use extreme caution
Get the hell out of there
There’s an excellent reason
For you to fear



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By: Cedric McClester

Sixty miles an hour
The train came down the track
A car full of teenagers
Were dead on impact
Cos they ignored the warning sign
And here’s a sad fact
All that’s left now is
Their blood on the tracks

Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks

It started as an outing
They were headed for the beach
But that’s a destination
They weren’t destined to reach
There’s a lesson here somewhere
For us to teach
Trying to out run a train
Might be too great a reach

Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks

Blame it on bad luck
Or the folly of youth
Blame it on sad circumstance
Or the awful truth
Blame it on an errant chance
Someone must have goofed
Blame it on what you want
But their deaths are the proof

Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks

It’s so very hard
For the families to take
As they share fond memories
At each of their wakes
Where the thought occurs
Had they just applied brakes
They might be alive today
Someone says for heaven’s sake

Blame it on bad luck
Or the folly of youth
Blame it on sad circumstance
Or the awful truth
Blame it on an errant chance
Someone must have goofed
Blame it on what you want
Their deaths are the proof

Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks
Blood on the tracks


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By: Cedric McClester

They killed John
and Bobby Kennedy too
And Dr, Martin Luther
Whom we all knew
And not to make it
Too complex
They killed Medgar Evers
And Malcom X

****** has been
The history
Of this country
And it’s plain to see
It’s no riddle
Or mystery
Why we have funerals
Consistently

So let’s not forget
Those frontier years
Remember Custer
And the Trail of Tears
The Ku Klux ****
Terrorizing our fears
With savage lynchings
And the crowd’s cheers

Eric Gardner and
George Floyd
Might have you thinkin’
I’m paranoid
But there were 70 others
Which makes that
Null and void
So to analyse it
Would take Sigmund Freud











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By: Cedric McClester

I don’t think you actually understand
I’m from Bodymore, Murderland
Where crime is rampart and has the upper hand
And you can be killed upon demand
Drugs and bodies are all over the streets
But there’s no wire that defeats
This sad situation just repeats
Among poor people that one meets

We’re routinely profiled by the police
Who treat us as if we're savage beasts
We don’t have justice nor any peace
And that’s to say the very least
Our lives are very precarious
So pardon me if I occasionally cuss
Lucky you don’t have to live like us’
We're here today and gone like dust

It ain’t easy living on the bottom
Name your poisons and you know we got’em
Lost a loved one. someone probably shot him
The suspected police, I’m glad they caught ‘em
Yeah, things have gotten tragically out of hand
I’m not kickin’ either dirt or sand
I'm just talkin' 'bour Bodymore, Murderland
Even though you know that I can

Before the riot we were ignored
No one cared you can rest assured
Now they’re sayin,’ Oh my Lord
Even the White House is aboard
I guess we had to raise a ruckus
To get all eyes focused on us
Will they make changes, you know they must
They can't expect us to believe and trust



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By: Cedric McClester

He’s bombastic
When being sarcastic
And also he’s elastic
I wonder if he’s spastic
Although we know
Right from the get go
He says it isn’t so
As we watch his nose  grow

He’s bombastic
But thinks that he’s fantastic
Now that things are getting drastic
He comes off as plastic
So his lack of leadership
Shows on every TV clip
As he just lets it rip
While his ratings start to slip

He’s bombastic
And enthusiastic
When he should be monastic
He’s certainly not scholastic
Now he’s a circus clown
Who refuses to lay down
He thinks he wears a crown
Which only makes us frown

He’s bombastic
On the verge of being megaloblastic
He would like to be dynastic
Though maybe that’s too drastic
Cuz we can’t take much more
Of that you can be sure
He’s rotten to the core
And I’ve told you that before





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By: Cedric McClester

Has history taught us nothing?
That's what I’ve found
There are those still clamoring
For boots on the ground
Which may satisfy us emotionally
Just by the sound
But how lone are we prepared to stick around

Some suggest ISIS
Can be taken out
By boots on the ground
And American clout
But other than bravado
What’s that about
It’s a  confounding quagmire
Without a doubt

Certain things are
Easier said then done
Some act as if
We’re the Omnipotent One
Cuz we have the manpower
And also the gun
But history has shown us
Nation building ain't  fun

Fighting them over there
Rather than here
Might not be as simple
As it may first appear
If our strategy is not working
Which to some is clear
An effective alternative
I'd like to hear









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By: Cedric McClester

I was born and raised in the ghetto
But the ghetto wasn't raised in me
Guess that's why I be the way I be
Some people say I'm crazy  cool
See Mama didn't raise a fool
Every day I went to school

To overcome my environment
No wasted time was spent
I was born and raised in the ghetto - see
But the ghetto wasn't raised in me
Guess that's why I be the way I be

It never is just up to chance
We're not victims of circumstance
Though some are seeking an excuse
But I just think, hey what's the use
I was born and raised in the ghetto - see
But the ghetto wasn't raised in me




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By Cedric McClester

How did it come to this
The people wanna know
We gave them asylum
Guess that just goes to show
Radical extremist
**** in the name of God
Men women and children
Because their hearts are hard

But if the motivation
Was to instill fear
They chose the wrong city
At least it would appear
So it's all right to sing along
Boston strong Boston strong
Yeah it's all right to sing along
Boston strong Boston strong

Long before Bunker Hill
Boston has shown its grit
Old Ironside is floating still
Cause it could take a hit
They might bend but they won't break
No matter what you do
They're Boston strong for heaven's sake
And now they know it too

But if the motivation
Was to instill fear
They chose the wrong city
At least it would appear
So it's all right to sing along
Boston strong Boston strong
Yeah it's all right to sing along
Boston strong Boston strong

It's a false religion
That has terror as its base
And I don't mean Muslims
I'm just trying to make my case
How could anyone believe
That violence is condoned
By God or any religion
That man has ever known

But if the motivation
Was to instill fear
They chose the wrong city
At least it would appear
So it's all right to sing along
Boston strong Boston strong
Yeah it's all right to sing along
Boston strong Boston strong













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By: Cedric McClester

I heard the news
And it was numbing
Cuz so few of us
Saw it coming
The icon had
A sad homecoming
To a funeral dirge
And muffled drumming

Bowie dead at 69
Yet again reinvented
Read the headline
Now he belongs
To the annals of time
The rarest of treasures
You will find
It’s so sad that he’s crossed the line

I can’t imagine
Where to start
Was he an artist,
Or was he art?
A master of
The record chart
From Paris France
To Germany’s Stuttgart

And now the world
Must say farewell
To the clanging of
A cathedral’s bell
But he left music
To compel
Those of us
Who wished him well























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By: Cedric McClester

Braille for the chief
Who’s hard to debrief
And despite our grief
Won’t turn a new leaf
At our expense
He remains intense
Hard to convince
Even with the evidence

Braille for the chief
Who to our disbelief
Creates beef
Like an aperitif
Loves all things Russian
For the sake of discussion
To the point of gushing
Without repercussion

Braille for the chief
The election thief
With little to bequeath
Once they lay the wreath
We’re all aware
There’s no substance there
He doesn’t even care
About our despair

Braille for the chief
There’s nothing underneath
His clenched teeth
But an empty sheath
Despite the way it sounds
Like the Baskerville Hounds
His ego knows no bounds
Or has no turnarounds









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By: Cedric McClester

This is breaking news
We all have the blues
Because of what they chose
When everybody knows
All he's done is lied
He's not qualified
But he wouldn't relent
Now he's the President

He is one hot mess
But who'd ever have guessed
That he'd win the whole contest
But nevertheless
There the hell we are
Never thought he'd get that far

Don't you find it strange
That a man who is deranged 
Would take everything
Including the brass ring
He came out on top
Though we thought he'd be stopped
Besides asking who knew
What we gonna do

He is one hot mess
But who'd ever have  guessed
That he'd win the whole contest
But nevertheless
There the hell we are
Never thought he'd get that far

Now Hillary's been dumped'
Guess you could say that she's been *******
But that's the way the cookie crumbles
When you're caught in certain rumbles

He is one hot mess
But who'd ever have guessed
That he'd win the whole contest
But nevertheless
There the hell we are
Never thought he'd get that far

Life has got to still go on
Even when your heart is torn
We must all hope for the best
Even if we get much less
And in spite of our dilemma 
Hope may still come in a glimmer
So despite where we're now at
We've got to hold on to that








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By: Cedric McClester

Accusations battle stations
I guess we’re at war
Like many times before
You walk out the door
But this time feels different
Though I can’t say for sure
‘Cos you may not want to
Get together anymore

I’ve made mistakes
But so have you too
It hasn’t been easy
Living with you
You’d say the same thing
As it relates to me
Maybe we’re both better off
Just being free

Like coins in a wishing well
Only time will tell
What’s gonna happen
Though I wish you well
I can’t read the future
And neither can you
The conundrum is we love each other
That much is true

I can’t live without you
And I can’t live with you
I’m ****** if I don’t
And ****** if I do
Breaking up and making up
Is part of our DNA
But this time I wonder
Are you gone to stay?








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By: Cedric McClester

Anything that ***** did
Is something they couldn't get with
When he succeeded, Heaven forbid
Republicans just blew their lids
Now let’s take ObamaCare
They’d like it to disappear
But it ain’t going anywhere
And that gives ‘em quite a scare

It makes them so distraught
They despise the things he’s brought
Seems B’rer Rabbit can’t get caught
Not as easily as they thought
Look at all that he’s achieved
They’re confounded - can’t believe
What he’s pulled from his sleeve
It’s hard for them to conceive

After all the hell he caught
And the battles that he fought
Who knew - or would have thought
That his efforts weren’t for naught
But when God is on your side
No matter what your enemy’s tried
Their results will be denied
And you know I haven’t lied

Now as much as he’s defamed
I believe he’ll still be named
Among the great ones that have came
And his critics will be shamed
When history records his record
And future generations check it
After they read and dissect it
What he’s accomplished won’t be neglected








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By: Cedric McClester

He throws a brick
Then hides his hand
Acting as if
He doesn’t understand
Why people are angry
That he wants to ban
Or otherwise
Kick out of this land

They’re leaning the lessons
That he wants to teach
And all in the name
Of having free speech
Clearly he’s found
His own special niche
In the public arena
That’s called overreach

Why are we surprised
When some demonstrate
Against a man
Who promotes hate
In the guise of
Having the freedom to state
Whatever he cares to
Despite the weight

He acts as if
We can’t see
That he has
The most culpability
More than others
If you ask me
So should we shut him down
Or just let him be

















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By: Cedric McClester

Though some don’t like
To hear the sound
Of black people saying
Bring that flag down
For them it represents
A gone-by era
For black people
Nothing but shear terror

It celebrates
The Confederacy
And all that went on
Before, don't cha see
Like the subjugation
Of black human beings
Placed in slavery
By white Europeans

That flag is awash in the dried blood
Of African people
Who rose above
Torture and lynching
And other terrible things
Not yet mentioned
Tell me what must I do
To get your attention

Isn’t it time
That the flag was retired
Considering the ****** history
That it has inspired
How can anyone
Still take pride
In the things I’ve mentioned
That can’t be denied?












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By: Cedric McClester

They reported
On the brother
Said he’s broke
Ain’t that a mother
Guess someone had to
Pull his cover
Cuz broke is one thing
Ugly is another

It’s hard to feel sorry
For the brother’
Cuz broke is one thing
Ugly is another

They say he lived
A lavish lifestyle
Made it rain in clubs
That’s not the half child
Until his Chapter 11
Got filed
He was runnin’ round
Acting buck wild

It’s hard to feel sorry
For the brother’
Cuz broke is one thing
Ugly is another

It’s hard for me
To even pity him
Cuz chance are
None to slim
That he would ever
Pity me
In similar circumstances
Don’t cha see

Fancy cars
And big *** mansion
On top of that
A guest-house expansion
How ‘bout the jewelery
He would wear
Medallions gold chains watches
He didn’t care

It’s hard to feel sorry
For the brother’
Cuz broke is one thing
Ugly is another

They reported
On the brother
Said he’s broke
Ain’t that a mother
Guess someone had to
Pull his cover
Cuz broke is one thing
Ugly is another











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By: Cedric McClester

They reported
On the brother
Said he’s broke
Ain’t that a mother
Guess someone had to
Pull his cover
Cuz broke is one thing
Ugly is another

It’s hard to feel sorry
For the brother’
Cuz broke is one thing
Ugly is another

They say he lived
A lavish lifestyle
Made it rain in clubs
That’s not the half child
Until his Chapter 11
Got filed
He was runnin’ round
Acting buck wil

It’s hard to feel sorry
For the brother’
Cuz broke is one thing
Ugly is another

It’s hard for me
To even pity him
Cuz chance are
None to slim
That he would ever
Pity me
In those same circumstances
Don’t cha see

Fancy cars
And big *** mansion
On top of that
A guest-house expansion
How ‘bout the jewelery
He would wear
Medallions gold chains watches
He didn’t care

It’s hard to feel sorry
For the brother’
Cuz broke is one thing
Ugly is another

They reported
On the brother
Said he’s broke
Ain’t that a mother
Guess someone had to
Pull his cover
Cuz broke is one thing
Ugly is another









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By: Cedric McClester

He contemplated suicide
Before taking that Bronco ride
Cos from himself he couldn’t hide
So is he guilty you decide
He wasn’t in the jury’s eyes
The verdict was a big surprise
Not guilty was the compromise
They brought into his lawyer’s lies

He had a gun held to his head
If there was justice he’d be dead
He was allowed to walk instead
Which had the Goldmans seeing red
Some folks were glad he beat the odds
Judging by their loud applause
I wonder if it was because
The prosecution’s case had flaws

Public opinion ran amuck
Some people asked, “What the ****?”
Two people dead that someone stuck
Guess you could say that he had luck
Still not guilty isn’t absolution
Because there’ll be some retribution
For karma there’s no substitution

There is a God as we can see
He’s doing time for robbery
Of his own stuff but here’s what’s key
Had he called the law he’d still be free
A brand new day has arisen
So now he rots away in prison
Just as long as he's still living
He has to pay to be forgiven




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By: Cedric McClester

Brussels is now on lockdown
Which has us all in shock now
And because we are frightened
Our borders have been tightened
Ever since Paris was attacked
It’s changed the way we act
Sometimes it’s been extreme
If you know what I mean

And now our energy is spent
Finding new ways to be vigilant
So we seem to equivocate
While subjecting others to our hate
As for our values? fair thee well
Cuz nowadays you cannot tell
Exactly who we are
Because we’ve strayed so very far

They can shut down any Mosque
Because of safety at all cost
And so I fear for the time being
Certain things we’ll not be seeing
Like the liberty they once lauded
Now it can’t be that afforded
And so something does not feel right
In the city known for light

What are we prepared to lose
I don’t know, you care to choose?
And if I may be so bold
Should we abandon our very soul
So that we can feel secure
Or does that exist anymore?
Clearly I don’t have the answer
As to how we defeat a cancer








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By: Cedric McClester

While in Brussels
He should eat his sprouts
Instead of spreading
All kinds of doubt
Though he’s prone
To have his bouts
And fits of pique
Therefore, he shouts

Germany’s getting
Russian gas
And so he’s putting
Them on blast
Although he never
Stopped to ask
Why that is
Cuz he lacks class

NATO’s wondering
Why he’s disputing
How much they put in
Could it be Putin
That he’s trying
To impress
Which is the conclusion
If they had to guess

Name an ally
He hasn’t insulted
Find just one
He hasn’t doubted
While Putin on
The other hand
Has been cast
As his main man




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By: Cedric McClester

Bubba is waiting
He’s anticipating
And salivating
Soon he’ll be mating
A blond with blue eyes
Who’s in for a surprise
When he stops to realize
He’s not one of the guys

And once he gets there
Just to be fair
I hope he’s aware
Bubba might share
And no one will care
Wherever he beds
His friends the Skinheads
Will be giving him meds
Betting tails or heads

They’ll have quite a hoot
In and out his **** shoot
With no ****** to boot
And his tears will be moot
Once Bubba tames him
And renames him
Then properly claims him
No one’s gonna blame him

For being a trick
Forced to wear lipstick
And **** *****
The small and the thicks
And he better not bite
Or try to fight
He’ll be quite a sight
They’ll do him up right

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By: Cedric McClester

Listenin’ to his **** tongue refrains
Only shows ******* baffles brains
Yet the fact of the matter remains
It’s more evident as he campaigns
Like Seinfeld he’s about nothing
A turkey without any stuffin’
Who continues huffin’ and puffin’
But is he for real or just bluffin’

Republicans have to decide
Whether or not he gets a full ride
But at this point it can’t be denied
That he is their rising tide
So what does that say about them
Never mind what it says about him
Chances are none to slim
That the public will vote on a whim

So what must the others do
To put across their points of view
When most of them don’t have a clue
And only wish that they knew
Meanwhile we’ll be entertained
By catch-phrases not fully explained
As he continues along unrestrained
And his poll numbers steadily gain

So far this election season
Has been without rhyme or reason
Though the rhetoric will not be easin’
Because the base needs appeasing
Now what does that say about them
Will they try to make it about him
Then proceed with words that condemn
Or spit him out like a mouth full of phlegm






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By: Cedric McClester

In an apparent act
Of emotional *******
They burned down the town
Take a look around
Like police were on vacation
Or at a donut shop
Because it didn’t stop
Until the Governor ran out of patience

We can blame the Mayor
For her reticent position
While the provocateurs
Were on their mission
Busting into stores galore
Like they had permission
While home owners crossed their fingers
Hoping and wishing

Burn down the town
Has anybody got a match
See the cloth’s stuffed down
In the gasoline -  catch
Like a perfect plan
Somebody must have hatched
And Mom and Pop
Are headed for a bad patch

It’s the residents who lose
In the very end
And it’s a sad message
That the evil doers send
To everybody else
Who has to live there and
They have no noble cause
So why should we pretend


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By: Cedric McClester

By sleight of hand
Or stealth
They’re blaming
Mental health
Not the loophole
That exists
For the terrorists
In our midst

See Congress
Once again
Has betrayed us all
My friend
And the message
That they send
Is just because
They can

So would I be
Wrong
To conclude
The gun lobby is strong
Perhaps I knew
It all along
Because it’s always
The same old song

They bow
And acquiesce
To their gun donor’s
Largesse
And if you haven’t
Guessed
We’re *******
Nevertheless







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By: Cedric McClester

See those who would build a Califate
Based on a dogma of pure hate
Can’t be Muslims as they state
So Muslims don’t participate
But once that is what they’ve decided
Only those who are misguided
Could tolerate or abide it
‘Cos they’re apostates who deny it

When we look at their ravages
We have to call them low-life savages
Their track record on the average is
To multiply their destructive damages
And Islam is a poor excuse
For their unique kind of abuse
Where are the good deeds they produce
That can’t be found they’re of no use

Isis can’t build an Islamic state
Because true Muslims can’t relate
To the things that they dictate
The Mumeenun won’t bite the bait
Their leader is a mad man
Who clearly doesn’t read Qu’ran
So diabolical is his plan
And wanton ****** has become his brand

Read the Qu’ran follow the sunnah
Of Prophet Muhammad ibn Abdullah
Not the dictates of a crazy mullah
Who like Shaytan is there to fool ya
Because that’s who al-Bagdadi is
A charlatan for sure square biz
Who couldn’t pass an Islamic quiz
Now that I’ve said it, there it is

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You can call it
What you want
I’m gonna call it
What it is
Racism’s at its core
It’s the answer
To the quiz

Where did we go wrong?
Don’t pretend that you don’t know
Everyone should be aware
You reap just what you sow

The office of President
That we usually hail
Has some in Congress
Hoping this one will fail
It’s ludicrous
They should be assailed
Or at the very least they need to be unveiled

Where did we go wrong?
Don’t pretend that you don’t know
Everyone should be aware
You reap just what you sow

Those who say
They want their country back
Make some of us
Have to beg the fact
Is that just code
For brown yellow and black

Where did we go wrong?
Don’t pretend that you don’t know
Everyone should be aware
You reap just what you sow

It’s really simple
No need to complicate
We can see
The ugly face of hate
And that shouldn’t be
Open to debate
So I promise not to equivocate

Where did we go wrong?
Don’t pretend that you don’t know
Everyone should be aware
You reap just what you sow

You can call it
What you want
I’m gonna call it
What it is
Racism’s at its core
It’s the answer
To the quiz

By: Cedric McClester

Call me a hater
But Trump is a traitor
Who’d like to be a dictator
Or a George Washington
Our nation’s pater
Though we should call him
A thin ice skater, or better yet
A democracy deflator

Call me a hater
Or an avid debater
But Trump is an alienator
Who right from the start
Wanted to keep us apart
And he seems to have succeeded
He’s what his base needed
I have conceded

Call me a hater
More or less, an instigator
Or something much greater
One who tells the truth
Because he has the proof
And without a doubt
Plainly lays it out
In a whisper or shout

Call me a hater
Not a fabricator
Or an exaggerator
Unlike a hell-bent
Kind of President
Who betray his oath
And shows no growth
As a product of both








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By: Cedric McClester

The situation’s dire
Quick someone,
Call the town cryer!
The president’s loose
And our nation’s on fire!
As we watch him
Up on the high wire
He's an unrepentant liar

Let’s unravel
The mystery
How much more of this
Must we see
To understand that
It shouldn’t be
In a land that
Calls itself free

For some it is
In God they trust
For others it’s
The President or bust
The latter engenders
Our disgust
Frankly speaking
As they must

Look at them all
On the carousel
Hyped up on
The devil’s spell
Look in their eyes
And you can tell
They’re taking the express train
Straight to hell







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