By: Cedric McClester

It used to be his meandering
In the presidential race
But now we find him pandering
To the Republican base
It’s not like it’s slandering
To state he has no taste
Lately he’s been clamoring
Just to make his case

He’s not politically correct
He’ll say almost anything
He doesn’t give a heck
About the anger it might bring
But the topics he selects
Usually comes with quite a sting
It defies the intellect
The invectives that he slings

Now he’s dancing on the graves
Of those who were victimized
See that’s the way that he behaves
Oh did you think otherwise
Because it’s a rocky road he paves
One wonders how he survives
But he seems to come out unscathed  
Like a cat who has nine lives

He says he licensed to carry a gun
To a hall full of enthusiast
This although the mornin’s not done
And they haven’t been laid to rest
I imagine that’s how he has his fun
Or wins their votes I guess
He has no platform on which to run
And he’s not hard to detest





Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2015.  All rights reserved.