Peace Of A Nation

A Poem by Diamond Dunbar

Dear: Donald Trump

I see you completed step 1.
Sad little rich boy that whines and gets what he wants.
My life is not a movie and definitely not a toy.
I am as essential as you and more embellished to.
I have no clue what your pigeon brain will do.
I just hope that deep inside your greedy heart that there's a little warmth in you.
January 20, 2017, who knew that Friday the 20th was such a scary thing.
I wish you peace and blessings for my generation is not to be messed with.
May you find the wit that you don't have because if you hurt this nation.
It'll simply be your a*s.
So don't cry wolf little boy blue or the joke will be on you.