CELEBRITY SENSATIONS FLEECING AMERICA

poem by: Kenvil Atkins
Written on Nov 14, 2024

CELEBRITY SENSATIONS FLEECING AMERICA
Making a living! At the expense of the greaving. 
Ridiculously greedy! Some leach how petty people are.
What a shame celebrities are fleecing America.
Disputation! Frustration, now they are laughed at.
One million here! There are a couple thousand there to share.
Had Kamala not lost it would have been uncovered.
But lost endeavor! Reveals thugs and opportunists.
Verse Two
Thinking to themselves! to be of that importance over us.
willingly selling their soul to the highest bidder! How shameless.
Some citizen adore their talent! regretfully left clueless.
A preconscious few of the leading artists! Playing politics.
Well-paid artists to mention a few! These are realistically stupid tactics.
Now in denial! Some sought to cover their shameful lust.
Who would have thought? Those goodies were just not for us.
Unbelievably they sort more surplus! Take and take and take.
Verse Three

That merry band of thieves! Lives in their house of gold I am told.
Shaking some buttocks! Wagging their tail they came twerking before us.
The revenue collected! was squandered by Kamala, good Lord help us.
Kamala's feast was done! How could she win, left buried in the dust?
Nothing more than an open concert! The likes you will never see again.
No messages she carries! Populously let's put her where she belongs.
You are squandering your donations! No benevolent contagious artists rob her.
Never again will you sing their praises! Like vultures all dressed in satin.

Into The Mist poetry Volume 9. Fleecing America
Kenvil Atkins Lewis poet for Timeless Poetry Series and Short Stories.




 

Tags: Depressing, Scary, Dark, Weird,

 

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