Poetry about Donald Trump

They Thought They Could Trust
They Thought They Could Trust   When my dog Henry runs to me, leaps over my legs
Awakened
Art has opened my eyes Asleep and un-aware Control was an illusion A year went by Now 2017
sine qua nine of technology, A Luddite I am Not,
 
Reflect That Event
This past year  I reflect that event  Where our new president-elect  Became Donald Trump. 
Doom
She woke up in a still world. Something felt off and cold. She turned on the news.
Scream
I scream not only because I am angry not only because  I am afraid I scream
Who I am who I used to be and what I think.
I used to be that kind of person, who got 15-30 minutes late to school. But now I have changed that because attendance  can get me into a
Politics
Now once upon a time not long ago
Stories
Typing was easy -- Writing was hard. What then was the point of the words If there lay no meaning behind them?
My People
I am Mexican-American, I am one of you I was born and raised here, like many of you too

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