Truth...of it all....'tis somewhere....in the traces
....A racism....decidedly.....whose face is...
Sequestered...at the White House...of all places
Self-created...our plight....we're trapped...at its height
......There's a thief....in the night......in plain sight
Looting....prostituting - as if...some God...given right
....Deeds suspiciously compelling
There's no way of dispelling....nor critically foretelling
.....The depth....of this odor...we're smelling
The answer's...somewhere....in the traces
......Of.....that bigotry.........whose face is.....
Sequestered....in the White House...of all places
....It boggles....the mind...that we're so inclined
The fallacy of thinking a billionaire.....kind....
Thus screwing the masses straight-up its asses...we find
....Literal.....fire....in the eyes...there's no disguise
A passion.....divining....what the eyes......denies
....Thus....a word of caution...indeed to the wise
Truth...of it all....'tis somewhere....in the traces
....A racism....decidedly.....whose face is...
Sequestered...at the White House...of all places
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