Trump the Fool
It seems to me the narrowest minds,
Are the minds full of gripe, whinge and moan,
The minds that darken every simple idea,
Complaining about things on their own,
With a simple outlook on their universe,
Everything’s a clear black or white,
A small yes or no to all that they see,
And of course they think they are right,
From cruel magnified with kids locked away,
Renaming “genocide” as a room with a view,
Calling “white supremacy” normal and good,
And, with a tantrum, saying the news is untrue,
The narrowest minds, the simplest minds,
The minds that have opposite sides,
Are the minds that want the “Us versus Them”,
Don’t unite, they seek to divide.
Copyright © Lewis Raynes | Year Posted 2019
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