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Jan 2020
By: Cedric McClester

I’d tell you, if I knew
What the future holds
But I don’t have a clue
As to what our children
Can look forward to
When truthfully speaking
Their prospects are blue
Think about for a minute, false or true?

Is there a reason
For us to fear?
When we don’t know
Where we’re going from here
And the future’s opaque
But what’s very clear, is
It’s  a new decade
And a brand new year

If we can’t depend on those
Whom we entrust
To protect our interests
What’s that say for us?
When they defer to one man
Our Constitution rusts
Because it’s kept on a shelf
To collect dust

You see by nature
I’m a hopeless optimist
So I hope despite my pessimism
Your getting this
But every time I think about it
I get ******
See I want to rise up
So I can resist











Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2020.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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