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Dec 2019
By: Cedric McClester

They’re a jury of his peers
Who are worthy of our jeers
See, none among them cares
About the evidence he hears
In the upcoming senate trial
That isn’t worth our while
Because they’re all in denial
About behavior that was foul

They have closed their eyes
To the wherefores and the whys
Before one witness testifies
About the phone call we despise
Because the blind can even see
All of their complicity
So don’t take it from me
When the evidence is key

Though it’s become the big divide
From the truth they cannot hide
Although right is on our side
It’s gonna be a bumpy ride
We don’t have to ask what’s up?
With them vowing to be abrupt
Their intentions are corrupt
Cuz the party won’t be bucked

See, they’re no longer free
To practice our democracy
They’re ruled by hypocrisy
And even a guilty plea
With souls as dead as Columbine
Wouldn’t serve to change one mind
And that’s not to be unkind
It’s the blind leading the blind







Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2019.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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