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May 2020
By: Cedric McClester

People ask me what’s
On my mind?
The forgotten, left out
And the left behind
See some with sight
Might as well be blind
They’re deaf and dumb
And also unkind

People ask me what is
My pet peeve?
Lot’s of things
That you might not believe
Like the present pandemic
He couldn’t  conceive
From the intelligence
That he refused to read

Curious minds wanna know
How far the misery
Index will go?
And whether there’s room
For us to grow?
When the Coronavirus isn’t in tow
And the Stock Market
Is saying yo!

People ask me
What’s the deal?
With a President
Who can’t keep it real
And has no idea
What it is to feel
The pain that others
Readily reveal









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