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Aug 2020
By: Cedric McClester

He’s killing us
Don’t cha see
While talking about
What used to be
When there was
An economy
That he inherited
For free

He’s ignoring
Sound advice
While selling us
A dream that’s nice
Yet the death rate has
Doubled more than twice
While he continues
To roll the dice

He’s running for
Reelection
The.first time out
Was a bad selection
What we need
Is a resurrection
We can’t afford
His imperfection

How much more
Are we supposed to take?
When there’s a clear choice
That we could make
Aren’t we entitled to
Some kind of break?
I’m askin this
For all of our sake




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