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May 2022
By: Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2022.

Isn’t it pathetic
That they’re unapologetic
As a general aesthetic
Yet we see them wax poetic
So we witness them rise
While democracy dies
Like the crow flies
Right before our eyes?

Isn’t it a **** shame
That in their party’s name
They seek ill-gotten gain
By making voting rights wane
Despite the suffering and pain?
They still will not refrain
From electioneering in the main
Which they have made plain

Isn’t it ridiculous
How they’ve become meticulous
At attacking the ventriculus
Of what used to exist
As a basic right
That was clear from
Day and night
Despite our struggle and fight?

Isn’t it passing curious
Not enough of us are furious
And that’s become injurious
In addition to being spurious?
But like Walt Disney’s elves
That’s where we find ourselves
Just like in the past
We’re bogged in their morass




Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2022.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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