Submitted by chevyvent on Sat, 2017-03-25 08:46
Trump
Russia
Lines drawn in the street
the culmination of echoes from our past
The lines being drawn in the sand
when will we ever understand
there is bloodshed in our street
Send the troops home
There's no good reason for them to roam
these are desolate times
We have settled for ill faded rhyme
the resistance is enormous
For a stated cause that's plain atrocious
merciful one come take this chip off my shoulder
stop the senseless fighting as our nation grows colder
North Korean Nukes
Falling in the wrong hands
The art of the deal may not be a big deal
The wall
Have we just elected a know it all ?