American Proper Poem by Matthew Ray Long

American Proper

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Jesus H Trump, Hillary Christ, choices chosen by innocent children. Crisis sown in the ground. Minerals have rights not people. American dream nightmare bound. Eat the helpless when hunger beckons. Stomach makes a sickly growl. Vomit lightly young Joe Public. To the third and fourth generation will these curds be handed down.

Sunday, June 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: political,truth
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