Poem -

TRUMP = TRUIMPH?

TRUMP = TRUIMPH?

We, 

Are close to death 

Despite being the winner

Of the race

Towards

Wealth

Joker

Madman

Or just plain

Boast-er

Leaders of America

Lincoln 

Washington

By George 

Clinton 

Who are we? 

We are armed nuclear

Waiting for a leader

Thou shalt not kill

For where is the American spirit

Lost in the desert

I simply ask

Have we trumped 

Or sunk low into our own dollar bill, 

Donald, I know of many

The duck 

Ronald Mc

And now Trump

Time will tell 

If Trump = Truimph

God bless America

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Greg Etsell

GREAT POEM JAI YOU SHOULD READ MINE CALLED THE TEARS IN MY EYES

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Jai Masters

I will give me 5 Greg let me look for it &

tttthank you mate for your read. 

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Larry Ran

My Dear Brother Poet Jai,

I think we saw the concerns of America last night, in numerous protests throughout our country, from the doorsteps of Trump Towers, to the foothills of California's Highway 101.  People let it be known that they refuse to accept Donald Trump as their leader.  Yet I, who was one of his largest adversaries, beg them to relent, beg them to honor the requests of Hillary and our Beloved President Obama, and give him a chance to bring us all together.  Just maybe, the President Trump, will be the antitheses of the Candidate.

Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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Jai Masters

Time will tell Larry, time will tell. 

 I think the protesters need to 

give him his term of office and a chance to prove or disprove himself; 

luv Jai:)

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