Poem -

LET THERE BE FREEDOM

LET THERE BE FREEDOM

DEAR MR TRUMP,

PLEASE BUILD YOUR WALL

HIDE AWAY BEHIND YOUR CONCRETE PILLARS
PROTECT ME FROM YOUR INFECTIOUS MIND

ARM YOUR PEOPLE TO THE TEETH
TEACH THEM THE WAYS OF THIS PSYCHOTIC TIME

CONTAMINATE THE THOUGHTS OF THE AMERICAN CHILDREN
LET THEM WANDER AIMLESSLY THROUGH THE FOGΒ 

WHILE YOUR ARMIES MARCH TO DEFEND THE FREE STATE
FREEDOM, BEHIND YOUR CONCRETE WALL.

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sparrowsong

Hello Gerard...

It's said all roads lead...

Where could we possibly think the road that brought us out of Obama Nation would lead us to?

Either way the roads went, none were bringing us to Paradise...

When we decide we want to take the pathway to Hell well you can only there one way...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Larry Ran

Hi Gerard, I loved your write, and have added a p.s. of my own.
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Postscript
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"Ask not what your country can do for you,
But what you can do for your country"
Great words spoken by a great man near a great wall
A quarter century later, that wall was torn down
You see Mr Trump
The world doesn't "build walls" anymore
We demolish them, seeking Brotherhood
.
I think it's time for you to move back to New York City, and take up residence on "Wall Street".

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Peace and Love,
Larry xxx

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Syd

Great poem GΓ©rard and I love your comment and totally agree Larry - SydΒ 

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Nine Eleven

Ha, wall Street, good one, I get it. Thanks for reading, love and light.

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author
David Hopkins

He's got hinky hair
and a big ole rump;
But he puts the hammer down,
that silly clown,
and I can live with Trump.

(The alternative was revolting)
Smiles,
David
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