By: Cedric McClester

It was a phone call
That’s all it was
Until he did
What he frequently does
Now it’s front page news
It’s the latest buzz
If it was you or I
They’d call the fuzz

Some call it treason
That’s too high a bar
Given the reason
Why we’re where we are
Call it collusion
Which itself is bizarre
But we can’t forget
He’s a reality star

The whistleblower
Felt compelled to tell
What he overheard
That rang a bell
Like a five alarm
Which he couldn’t quell
Or a garbage heap
With an awful smell

He confessed to us
In broad daylight
But that salient fact
Didn’t make it right
A crime’s a crime
Even in plain sight
So if you ask me
He isn’t very bright



         Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2019.  All rights reserved.