By: Cedric McClester

Cuz he was slow to respond
Lives are now gone
Yet it hasn’t dawned
That the lies he’s spawned
Are far beyond
Our need to correspond
He has no magic wand
To cement our bond

He’s learned to despise
Those who expose his lies
Which he’s tried to disguise
In ways unwise
A disparaging word
To him is absurd
Cuz haven’t we heard
He’s done all that’s preferred

Here’s the funny thing
He assumes he’s a king
Like the New Jack Swing
It has a certain ring
And as long as they praise
His misbegotten ways
He likes how it plays
In these Coronavirus days

In sweeping displays
His press forays
Go on for days and days
And he’s quick to heap praise
On the things that he’s done
But please name me one
That we can detect
Are not suspect







Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2020.  All rights reserved.