Poetry about Donald Trump

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!
They Thought They Could Trust   When my dog Henry runs to me, leaps over my legs
Art has opened my eyes Asleep and un-aware Control was an illusion A year went by Now 2017
She woke up in a still world. Something felt off and cold. She turned on the news.
I scream not only because I am angry not only because  I am afraid I scream
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
Typing was easy -- Writing was hard. What then was the point of the words If there lay no meaning behind them?
I am Mexican-American, I am one of you I was born and raised here, like many of you too
"The new President of the United States of America is Donald Trump", hearing those words broke my heart..

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