Poems about Politics

i was 8 maybe 9 he was my best friend youve herad it before the child trusts the boy
Calling out to all my brothers and sisters of different races,religion,and creed
Relevance/Final WordsWhy I’d Hate to Have to Teach Civics This Fall
And that is how it all started: Kwame Nkrumah and his diligent compatriots succeeded in'Self Government Now'—the dream of Ghana's indepen
The last prescient perspicacious politician, who presided at the White House
America - This nation will remainthe land of the free only so longas it is the home of the brave.