Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2022
By: Cedric McClester

America has an aversion
To the truth
To which she has always
Been aloof
The fight against
Critical race theory is the proof
Just ask indigenous people
And become a sleuth

We’re so busy trying to be
Politically correct
Which isn’t as innocuous
As one might suspect
That sometimes it bogs
The intellect
Which on the surface
One might not detect  

Students are being
Lulled to sleep
By being discouraged to
Dig too deep
When it comes to true history
That can keep
If it makes some feel guilty
Enough to weep

We have nothing to fear
But fear itself
The truth will free us
Like nothing else
The whip *******’s whip
Might produce welts
The scars of which
Hardly ever melts


















Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2022.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
107
   Bogdan Dragos
Please log in to view and add comments on poems