Friday, February 24, 2017

Poems for Trump #49 Contempt ...

Contempt

Contempt ...

At times my thoughts
and words just plain
shout an unqualified
contempt for folks
who have faith
in a two-bit hustler
& want to spend
billions on a wall
across this land
to keep out brown
folks called Jose
& aren't too keen
on Muslim folks
either & are quite
happy leaving refugee
children to die alone
in storm-wrecked seas
& talk about Jesus
but reek of sulphur
damn right I feel
contempt so don't
try to make me
feel guilty about
it cos thats just
how I see it

that day.

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