By: Cedric McClester

Come on man admit,
You never gave a ****,
Or care one little bit
Because you’re counterfeit
You may have made the call
Just to say you did, that’s all
But that gesture was so small
As to not have happened at all

You’re bragging on your blog
You gutless demagogue
Where was the dialogue?
See you didn’t do it whole hog
The call you made was forced
You don’t have any remorse
From the issue you remain divorced
But I guess that’s par for course

We need a healer and chief
Not someone who adds to our grief
Who’s as distant as a barrier reef
And is callous beyond belief
Somebody who’s patient and wise
Who can also empathise
With what’s before their eyes
Or at the very least tries

Pow, boom, straight to the moon
It’s past time we replace this buffoon
And the election is coming real soon
Let’s free ourselves of this cartoon
Why look for leadership,
From someone who’s prone to trip?
And also shoot from the hip
Because he’s losing his grip



























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