Dear World Poem by Randy McClave

Dear World, I am so very sorry
But, it was not my fault,
I proudly stood against him
And I wanted that motion of his to halt
I still remember the heartaches from before
I now see terrible days up ahead,
Sadly, there is nothing else that I can do or say
With the coming worries, hate and dread.
Soon people will be suffering
And it will be because of their own guilt,
Then they will know it's their own fault
Because, of them democracy and freedom will wilt.
Promises were falsely made
But, now they all are being broken,
The citizens here were all gullible and betrayed
By every promise and a oath spoken.
I'm sorry to all of our friends
In different lands and across the seas,
He won't give you any honor, help or respect
He wants you all on your knees.
Of course he is that spoiled bratty rich kid
That has always got things his way,
Now if you listen or watch him speak
Everyone else must now suffer and pay.
I'm sorry for all that will come
The hate that we see and feel now is just a prelim
All that I can say is I am heartbroken
But. I never supported or voted for him.

Randy L. McClave