Mad In The Head By Mai Venn. Poem by Mai Murphy Venn

Who voted for him. the evil one?
Was it you? For it was not me.
He is in now,he has the power.
His hands are far from clean.
His mind is off the beating track.
The world awaits for he won't linger.
For the man don't have a clue.
No not a clue, what can we do
pray to whoever we pray to.
As he yells out loud, he builds the wall.
keep them out, keep them out.
AMERICA, IS MINE HE THINKS
But we know better, it's the land of the free
freedom to all and no exception.
Oppression is again every law of man.
He will live in fear and never know peace.
For peace have two lanes in different directions.
One leads to tranquillity with all nations.
The other leads to the tranquillity of the mind.
Both are important for one can help the other.
If the captain of a ship stairs it to the rocks.
He is accountable for his foolishness.
Can the world look on and not feel the hurt
The ban is causing families of emigrants pain.
They that do nothing at all, do more harm.