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Wrong Is Wrong
Wrong is right and right is wrong now days
Where one they call a leader’s the new way
Documents once held sacred in this land
Are lost and they don’t quite understand
A country that hasn’t always got it right
But we knew a bully wasn’t bright
We didn’t laugh when others have hurt
While calling it strength as they throw dirt
Why do I see people twist and bend
To a full fledged bully they now defend
Saying he is only telling it like it is
But all we hear is his venomous hiss
He says that he fights for those like me
But I don’t need a king for me to see
The country needs someone who understands
We need us a leader, not his kind or his brand
He calls the press the enemy,
He mocks the sick, and the refugee
He brags about the pain he brings
And somehow they call that a “king”
I’ve read the words they claim to preach,
And nowhere does it say to bleach
the truth, or trade your soul for votes,
Or wrap a lie in Bible quotes
It’s not about the left or right to me
It’s about a common sense of decency
I thought the Constitution stood for more
That laws were firm, felt to the core
I now see people spread much hate
While twisting the word called “debate”
How the left is evil or how we are wrong
When I’ve seen more love in the left all along
He’s not a savior, he’s not wise
He’s not the light in darkened skies
He’s just a man who craves control
And they’ve handed him their very soul
I’ve watched him break what made us strong
The laws, the trust, the sense of wrong
When it all comes down someday or night
I’ll still be standing on the side that’s right
Copyright ©
Brenda Chiri
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