This is a piece i wrote a while back, it’s called
“the great fall”
It shows what you reap when you sow hate.
I want to dedicate it to the 30%
The Great Fall
now, let me tell you about a feign that would not quit
up in the air,hatred, he would spit
like a child that got no love from his mother
stirring the pot to make us hate each other
like humpty dumpty who sat on a wall
except, this brother had diarrhea of the mouth
scheming, pestering, and inciting violence everyday
no surprise his pedestal gave way
tricksters and charlatans could not put him together again
this young, united generation in him, saw no friend
once again, time caught up with justice, and stood tall
the hatred and stupidity was too heavy for the wall
the verbal trickery he peddled in recent time
finally decoded, lacked sense, reason or rhyme
the time for hate and bigotry had pass
the rumblings, were not cheers, that was his ass
the pendulum hit him on the way back
he wasn’t expecting it, he was still slinging smack
the little man cried, “what the hell was that?”
he had forgotten about the spit, he had spat
$%#@$%