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Jan 2020
By: Cedric McClester

Was it something I said?
That made you go ahead
And finally release the aide
That should have been paid
To the people of Puerto Rico
Don’t pretend you’re an amigo
When you know you haven’t been
Like all the President’s men

Was it something I said?
Or what i’ve written that you’ve read?
That reversed your position instead
Now the matter’s been put to bed
All I can say is it’s about time
What you were doing was a crime
You were walking a thin line
I still think you should get a fine

With the naked eye you could see
The suffering and misery
It wasn’t like brain surgery
Still you chose to let them be
I know what you’ll probably say
Does it matter now anyway?
Because it’s all gonna be okay
Tomorrow is a brighter day

Though at times you can be clever
Please don’t tell me better late than never
When we were left wondering if ever
You would finally pull the cash lever
So let me try to keep it real
Now Puerto Rico can start to heal
And probably have a decent meal
Now that you’ve made the big reveal





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