there is no good
outfit
for inauguration day
pants stained, eyes
strained
on inauguration day
– eat water
drink coffee made by a man
who sleeps ten trillion
your million
my men, they
empty dish racks
my women, they
give their mucus
to their young
this poem is to
the barely boys
the sad men
who lose us to
the world
the first 2 line says it all, the rest says it all, detailed.
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