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Cedric McClester Aug 2019
By: Cedric McClester

We're either a nation of cowards
Or a nation of fools
When our kids shelter in place
Inside of their schools
And our president breaks
All of the rules
And locks children in cages
Which proves that he's cruel

We're either a nation of cowards
Or a nation of fools
When criminals are pardoned
As part of the tools
That the president uses
To protect his footstools
Which he bandies about
Like they were precious jewels

We're either a nation of cowards
Or a nation of fools
Who proceed blindly
Like a wagon train of mules
Who are being driven
By an assortment of ghouls
Who push our buttons
And change our molecules

We're either a nation of cowards
Or a nation of fools
Who resist climate change
And biofuels
Those who mention them
He simply overrules
With little resistance
From those he ridicules





Cedric McClester, Copyright (c) 2019.  All rights reserved.
Krytikal Oct 2017
A-Maze-in Mental Mind State
Bending Time and Space
Lost in Awe, Confusion Blossomed
Labrynth of Creation

Battles Won
A Face so Clear
Disturbed in Form and Nation
Clues are Left in Cryptic Circles
Cropped and Saved in Strangest Places

Fourth and Fifth Dimensions
Elements of Source and Mass
Echoes of Surprise in Shadows
Guided Stars and Saddened Lights
Purely Know, Accomplish Nothing
Souls have Grown but Always Something
Never Reach the End of Life
Fever Tells our Days of Nights

Inner Loath of No Beggining
Never Up Nor Down is Right
Follow or Be Followed
Flash Arrays Our Blinded Peace
Building Up and Out in Ways
To Deconstruct what Lies Beneath

Man on Earth or In the Stars
Moons of Saturn, Life On Mars

Embryonic Particles
Biofuels and Fossilites
Death is Understated
Live and Breath to Force Creation
Past is Temptress, Bound in Might
To Be the Howl, an Owls Delight
Pride and Envy, Love or Hate
Screams in All Our Plight

Flightless, Left Defenseless
Priceless Wonders Dug in Trenches
Leave Us All Forgotten, Never Was nor Be Again
Thirst to Ease the Quenchless
Remnants of Remains

Purpose Built to Lay Withstanding
Spans of Ticks and Tocks of Clocks
Plaguing Life for Knowing This
It Is, And It...Is Not

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