Walls

The people are being brought over in jets
They overstay their visas
The people are coming on foot from below Texas, New Mexico, Arizona
And California
The people who pay off the politicians had an idea
Let's build a wall to keep them sedated
Let's do something that really does nothing about job loss in the USA
We can use this fake solution to distract them from real problems
Like homelessness, sex slaves, national debt, and a host of other real problems
We will rake it in with the tax rate reduced from 35 percent to 21 percent
We will take that money and throw it on the pile
And the rich will continue to get richer and the poor will continue to get poorer
The game is rigged my friends
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Posted: Feb 2019
About this poem:
Trump has become like a swear word in this country. There are many who hate him, and many who love him. I wonder if Kanye West loves all the extra money in his pockets from Trump's tax cut. I'll bet that's the reason.

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