Left Not Right
He asked the world to see his plight.
They came from the left to proclaim him right.
So, he took to the streets and tore up the night.
Feeling no shame, with others to blame;
Driven with hate, from ambition abstained;
A whimpering ingrate, and pitiful man.
Copyright © Kenneth Cheney | Year Posted 2020
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