California’s much on fire; Puerto Rico’s under water
Korea North is up in arms; Iran’s Accord is almost void
Russia messing our elections; Afghanistan forever war
Congress struggling with taxes; ISIS losing in Iraq
Trump, on kneeing, keeps on tweeting
Seems oblivious the rest
On him such tragedies are fleeting
But taking credit he’s the best
Let’s take a higher view of things, from twenty thousand feet
The Western World is struggling with multi racial life
Resulting from technologies, the shrinking of the world
The lands that once were white were white some 60 years ago
The World is spinning much too fast
Turn back the clock, off let me be
I was once happy in the past
When neighbors all resembled me
My Daddy was a miner, coal was king, those were good times
Then I became a miner ‘till they shut the coal mines down
So what the hell am I to do, I only know to mine?
It’s climate change and all that rot that took my job away
Displacement is a fancy word
For workers losing work
Retraining often is absurd
Where one could go berserk
Nine months that Trump’s been President accomplishments are nil
Everything Obama, he’s torn down most out of spite
He must take pleasure in the pain that he inflicts on people.
It is his way, we rue the day that Trump e’re came to power
Trump is a Nero, self absorbed
A throwback to imagined past
With mannerisms gross, untoward
But like all else, he, too, won’t last
10/17/17
