AMERICA BLACK VOTE NOT FOR SALE Behold a moment in time, let us freeze it for posterity Donald this is not your reality show, and she is no celebrity Questioning her nationality, darn is there some similarity Casing point she is a human, Bombastic and Fantastic Get to know your opponent those that are just realistic Together we are a nation bound by natural mystic deep stick Verse Two Donald says I have created many black jobs, ouch Trump did fail to mention, his surplus white jobs wow Why not reward him, with that many black jobs as votes It would seem, that the power is now in the black vote, This nation stands firm, saying to you that’s all she wrote. No more crumbs from the master table, because we are able. Verse Three Returning to yesterday, to a man named Donald Trump No party wanted him, likewise, he wanted no party either A loner then and a loner now, still unwanted and rejected He sorted the presidency most people were fed up and he got in They never wanted him anyway and knew they didn't want him to win America why is he still the one whistling poor Republican riddim Verse four Give your brains a racking and find the remedy that is still larking Let us just send Trump off packing, it’s now time for the reconning There is no black or white, here in America everyone knows but Trump Only red, white, and blue, beneath the American flag, and it flies high Gone are those days, I thought he knew, no stepping on others' toes American black vote is not for sale, silly Donald here everything goes Into The Mist Poetry Volume 9 Kenvil Atkins Lewis / Timeless Poetry and Short Stories/ Raw Energy ONCE UPON A TIME THEY TILL THE SOIL SWEATING IN THE HOT SUN UNTIL BOIL NOW THEY ARE THE SON OF THE SOIL AND VOTE THEY WILL OR GO AWOL