The Sins Of President Obama Poem by Hebert Logerie

The Sins Of President Obama



The first sin
Of this amazing man
Is his unconditional love for the American People,
The second, he saw the movie: Color Purple;
Help me count, he dared to dream and to hope,
He stayed away from booze and dope.
Black men were born to fail,
To linger, and to rot in jail;
This is unfortunately the popular belief
That Blacks should not be aspired to be chief
Executive Officer, Senator or President.
Brother Obama, who is not arrogant,
Proved the pelicans wrong;
They ought to change the tone of the old song.
They must allow the debt ceiling to be risen,
Other wise all of us will be facing a bad season.
It is business as usual; the rich will get richer,
And of course, the poor will be poorer.
Black men are strong
Mentally, physically,
And psychologically.
Guess what, Brother O comprehends their tongue,
He knows how to use the English language
Better than the pelicans, he is not the average
Folks, which unfortunately live in the ghetto.
Thanks be to God, America is not yesteryear’s Soweto;
This is the United States
Despite its past mistakes,
And its current economic disasters,
Which Obama inherited from the previous regime,
Mr. O handles himself with incredible manners,
Skills, patience, and wits. The giant beam,
That they put in front of him, is not there
To protect him, rather to destroy his dreams,
His aspirations and his administration. It seems
That the other folks, in this crazy atmosphere,
Are currently winning the skirmishes, however
If one were to go deep in the chamber of the cancer,
Which is ruining the country and its future,
One must realize that the American People
Are smarter that the media is willing to admit.
Brother Obama knows how to win; the color purple
Does not scare him, he has a thick skin, and an outfit
That few possess. Let them rant and go crazy now.
At the right or opportune time, the adversaries
Will step aside to sit on the sidelines, when Mr. O will
Tactically and gracefully conquer the goodwill,
And the mind of the common sense of the dignitaries
And of the average American People, whom he’s fighting for.
Brother O wants to put the country on the right paths and directions,
Toward prosperity, equality, and fairness. He is not like the one before
Him; he cleverly studies the problems to find appropriate solutions.
Let the pelicans rant and go crazy,
Brother O is a wiz,
A born warrior,
A natural fighter
Who will win the battles ahead.
You can bite or bet your bottom dollars
The American dream is not dead,
The dreams are alive in spite of the wars
At home and abroad.
The brother is smart, strong,
His shoulders are broad,
And lastly, President O can't go wrong.

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