The People's....Protest - At Trump's....Charade

J James B. Earley
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....Build a frigging wall....repeatedly said Though not a single bed for folks unfed... That God-awful plight...of homeless dread Millions dollars flushed down the drain ......Homeless aching....yet refrain From anarchy....they don't complain .....Helplessness is all they've got Doing without long been their lot... This military charade...food it's not Pennsylvania Avenue again the screw .....Ignoring poverty....but marching to Drumbeat's irrational point of view ....Healthcare.....America's universal scare Amongst European countries we don't compare ....A sick nation our looming/dooming nightmare Full day's pay......for a full day's work...... Within Wall Street's mind that thought berserk ....We need save ourselves...be our own Dunkirk From the marching military let's take our clue ....Not in the rear but out front....full view Amongst tanks and missiles...our asses too Let this be our epitaph...countless wars fore and aft Millions dead......they got the shaft ....Gangster politics....Wall Street graft Though they died they died with pride ......May that same fire within us reside Along Pennsylvania Avenue....proudly stride... From the marching military....taking our cue .....Not in the rear but out front front full view Amongst tanks and missiles....our asses too * * And with its mass of bodies wade.... A determined gathering thus its crusade ...The people's protest....of Trump's charade

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