President Evil Poem by Ramona Thompson

President Evil



As gas prices rise ever higher and war rages costing more and more young lives everyday
One must wonder
Who is this person in power?
Man or beast?
Monster or myth?
Just in who or what's hands do our fates lie?
Behind that goofy smile and dumb playing act
Does there lurk something or someone far more sinster?
Far more dire, evil and cruel?
Friend or foe?
U.S.A. lover or secret U.S.A. hater?
A terrorist in disguise?
Dare we ask?
Dare we even venture to say?
Quaking in fear
What will his legacy be?
What will the next election day hold for for our futures?
Only time will tell and time so far is telling a grim tale
A very grim tale
A very grim tale indeed

2008 Ramona Thompson

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