By:Cedric McClester


What must Puerto Rico do,

To get the aide,

That was entrusted with you?

See it would happen, if they knew

But nobody seems to have a clue

How to get the money that they’re due

After all the suffering they’ve been through

You’re deserving of a great big boo



How much suffering will you allow

Before you relieve them from the heap pile

Of destruction that's mile after mile

Must they get in a line and beg single file?

Sometimes I wonder if you knew

That Puerto Ricans are American too?

It’s a **** shame if you do

Continue down this path that makes ‘em blue



Is it because their names end in vowels

That some think they only need paper towels

I guess that’s for when they relieve their bowels

But they really can’t use your hatred and scowls

How about we place the shoe on the other foot

Would you have the same lack of input

And would what was promised just go kaput?

As you lay in the ashes and the soot


Puerto Rico was an island paradise

But after the hurricane it’s not so nice

And now with the earthquakes it’s been put in a vice

See they’ve asked for your help more than once or twice

Which from all outward appearances isn’t forthcoming

The island’s been ravaged so has its plumbing

Your silence is deafening and also numbing

And now all we hear is the muffled drumming














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