There Was a Crooked Man
There is a crooked man
Who has a crooked mind
Which renders his decisions
Malignant and maligned:
The Paris Peace Accord
The Pandemic Office crowd
Both among the things
This man has disallowed.
Bodies in the morgues
Were cordwood stacking high
The count of them increased
And still, he did deny:
Vaccines and materials
Could cause the plague’s defeat
But his plan was to delay
Which made his plan replete
Those who once supported him
And gave an accolade
Are finding now within their grief
They all have been betrayed
The Bell of our Democracy
Which at one time rang so true
Begins to show a crack in it
As we allow this man to do …
All the things against our Creed
Against our very core
It’s time for us to stand and say:
Support this man … NO MORE!
Copyright © Jack Clark | Year Posted 2022
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