Dear Mr. President

This is a political poem, so if you're easily offended you probably should stay away from this. This was purely emotional and just how I was feeling during Trump's inauguration.

Dear Mr. President
by Jasperine Winder


I think ahead as
CNN hums in the background
They're talking about you again.
Something about crowd size.
I hope you know I was a part of a crowd on Saturday.
I was protesting you.
Out of fear.
For my friends, my parents, my cousins, my teachers.
And me.

I'm scared
Because
Women
S***s
are being raped
childhood stolen
As the offender walks away
And she will hurt
Alone

Because
Trans women and men
F*****g trannies
Are now the victims of
Hate crimes
And I look in her eyes and know she deserves
To live.

Because
I don't need conversion therapy
But our Vice President may think so
That boy
The f*g
doesn't want to get
Strapped into a chair
Electrocuted
For loving someone

I'm scared because
My cousin with the headscarf
The terrorist
Has to walk to the grocery
Without being attacked
Or spit on like
She was the one
Who dropped bombs
on innocent children
She is just human
I love her, too.

Because
The black kid who just wants to live
N****r
Gets shot down in
15 seconds
What will happen?
Blood on cracked sidewalk.
Still dead.

Because
That Mexican family came
President dubbed them rapists
Just barely getting by
Not drug dealers
Not criminals
Just parents trying to
Make life better for their children
Whose status will also be questioned.

I'm scared because of
the mother
Of the girl who had to face
A gun-wielding man
In her third grade classroom
And never came home
Because the mother knows that
You want to get rid of a gun free zone
A zone that could save
Even your child.

I'm scared because
You thinks you're above women
Since you're a star and you can grab her p***y.
The women who deserve live their lives.
The two guys who just love each other.
The guy who knows that he's not like his friends.
The boy whose skin color
Puts him on a different playing field.
Forever.
The girl who's scared she can't stay here.
In the land of lady liberty, of the first goddamn amendment.
You've victimized them. And me.

So go and feel powerful.
Sign some documents.
Spend some time with your third wife's body.
Your daughter. Y'know. The "hot piece of a*s" one?
Go tweet about how amazing you are.
You can do
Absolutely anything
That makes you feel like a "real man."
Just remember something
I know you won't remember
That I am human.
Some would even say
We are equal.

Author's Note

I'm sorry if anybody was offended by this. Just my emotions. I'm open to suggestions (not in terms of viewpoint, sorry, folks) but in terms of grammar and poetry.

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

Me, I am a rhymer so free verse poetry isn't my thing but this works because it is a personal RANT. and I applaud you for that. If all the world's politicians agreed the world would be a better place but ANGER and HATRED seem to rule nowadays, SUSPICION and GREED take centre stage. So to sum up....Great poem.....You let it out well

[GoldenOwl]

I very much enjoyed this rant, and feel the same way. I don't think you should censor the words you blotted out, they're real and part of what's happening in the world. It would be so much more powerful with the words uncensored.