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Nov 2016
By: Cedric McClester

Just because he’s
Another white man
Doesn’t mean that
He’s the right man
For this time or era
Can I make things any clearer
It would seem like Armageddon
Is the place that we are heading

I don’t know
If he’s a racist
Or whatever
The true case is
I just know he
Sounds like one
By the way
He chose to run

It wasn’t his intent
To come off as ignorant
That’s a shared sentiment
By those now needing liniment
To ease their aches and pain
Cuz he’s become their bane
And if I have to
I'll explain

I don’t know
If he’s a racist
Or whatever
The true case is
I just know he
Sounds like one
By the way
He chose to run

Some no doubt will insist
Clearly he’s a misogynist
And if I didn’t cover this
I’d probably be remiss
When he grabs them by their crotch
He considers it a notch
On his worn and beaten belt
Right down to how it felt

I don’t know
If he’s a racist
Or whatever
The true case is
I just know he
Sounds like one
By the way
He chose to run

And he wants to build a wall
Knowing he can’t catch ‘em all
Because he told a tale that’s tall
To everybody one and all
Also as part of his plan
He wants a total Muslim ban
Yet I don’t think he can
Get it done upon demand

I don’t know
If he’s a racist
Or whatever
The true case is
I just know he
Sounds like one
By the way
He chose to run




Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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