Poetry about Donald Trump

People were buzzing Did you hear, did you hear what he said   They were tweeting 
Do we trust him NO Do we like him NO Is he safe controlling the country NO
We need to unite as a nation
  You know what grinds my gears I have a little brother who I must force to comprehend the fact that in this day and age BLACK LIVES DONT
It’s Not About Me Melissa Bruno-Piverger  
2016 was a bit of a revelation 
I have never know what it's felt like to be heartbroken 
Our Cinderella Story Was Coming To An End I Told Myself, Trying Not To Cry. A Day I Knew Was Coming, 
Looking in a mirror I see myself a year ago from today, Different Hair, different nail color, different clothes
A radical Oompa Loompa or a Wealthy little liar… Ah I can’t decide; I think my brain is on fire!

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