Poetry about Donald Trump
From My past to The Present "What can you see when you explore who you are and what made you become you?"
Everybody who has trouble in their lives try to search for their own answers
If there's one thing I should start with it's this.
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
This past year I reflect that event Where our new president-elect Became Donald Trump.
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