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Aug 2018
By: Cedric McClester

Just because you’re there
Doesn’t mean you’re able
To change a single mind
At your master’s table
You may believe you can
But let me share with you a fable
Though they were blood brothers
Cane still slew Abel

Just because you’re there
Sitting in the room
Doesn’t mean you have the right
To summarily assume
That you can make a difference
Like the people you presume
Invited you there to do so
Under their nom de plume

Just because your there
In such close proximity
Doesn’t mean there’s been a change
In the thoughts of your enemy
It should be crystal clear
They've never been a friend ya see
And I sincerely fear
That they will never be

Just because you’re there
In the camera shot
Doesn’t mean a thing
It’s just a photo- op
Now you can proselytize
Until you choose to stop
But you’ve been invited there
Strictly as a prop










Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2018.  All rights resered.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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