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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Abe Lincoln As A democrat © Ben Burton 8-25-2014 The evil of men being sold Long past, since Mr. Lincoln's fight Still, dark suspicion blooms and grows And loots the cause of civil rights The North designed a whipping horse Down in the segregated South Yet, Major Leagues were all up north For eighty years, no blacks allowed Conservatives, oddly accused Of vitriol toward dark skin A straw dog constantly abused By those refusing to relent Who wish to even up the score A fool's revenge which has no end For those deservedly abhorred Are long-since dust, gone with the wind But jess and al, those lib'ral whores Still drudging up the Selma bridge Are profiteers who need race war Elsewise, their scheme would come unhinged Though white as victim will not fly Be they a Christian, even less Tormenters need no alibi Beyond one racial epithet As long as liberals dictate The mores of society They'll uninspire and agitate And harmony won't be achieved It seems pure logic won't compute In most who choose the lib'ral course White guilt means ever-changing rules A common core steeped in remorse The proof of caring is by deed Not pittances to win a vote But teaching one how to succeed Improves a nation as a whole Libs deem most blacks incapable Of intellectual pursuit And, thus, provide mere staples to A voting bloc dazed and confused Both crime and anger, guaranteed When life feels like a futile climb They've food to eat, but cannot feed The starving regions of their minds While black Conservatives are scorned Pariahs all, banes to their race Despite those inner city born Who prove one can control his fate Ben Carson should be lionized He and his brother beat the odds Their single mom, a guiding light While holding down two meager jobs Don't ever look for Dr. Ben With any lib'ral talking heads You'll have to turn on FNN The "face of hate," so say the nets The greatest irony of all Progressives are what they accuse Behind closed doors, blacks are appalled By almost every lib'ral view And yet, they give their vital votes To those who use the same playbook They add some words, like "change" and "hope" It's fifty years... just take a look The only change is for the worse The only hope is hopelessness But blacks cling to the lib'ral purse The very strings that caused this mess They're taught Conservatives will bind And slowly crucify their race They buy the misplaced lib'ral lie Slyly disguised as love, not hate Libs dominate what's heard by blacks The free networks all see to that In time, our text books will redact Abe Lincoln as a democrat
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