Donal Trump
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Darkest art the days I have live,
Painful are the thoughts I think
Pain runs throughout my bones
Sadness creeps upon my heart
For I crave the privilege
To my ancestors,
I wished you would have never come
To this dreamland, imagineland, make it what you want land.
Your hard work and broken backs
Trump doesn't give a shit about your land
So you call him a dictator is he?
yet the facts tell him different
the signing of the immigrant decree
never established
media blows everything out of proprotion
making everyone so indifferent
America is number one!
You’re right, we are number one;
Number one in military spending.
Number one in people imprisoned.
Number one in discrimination.
In prejudice.
In arrogance.