A Mr President Poem by James McLain

Mr President,

Use the system well, use it to further
the aims of your daughters, thinking
they are poor and fatherless...
Use the system as a lawyer would, it
is now a system of and for lawyers, the
rest copulate with one they won't tell...
Use the system to not allow a mob
mentality to rule our future for years to
come knowing in the end it will only have
to be undone, when there grand children
then become are born enlightened.
I would beg you a pardon,
If they the corrupt cannot come around
from thier greed, call the IRS on them, make
them bow to how it was, when once you
were as you now are but they never were,
humble to beg at the feet, of a shoeless one.