A PREDICTION

Hope you have ample water 
A garden of your own
Hope your gun is loaded
Keep your kids with you at home. 

Rules and regulations
No longer do apply 
Our country’s under siege
The government tells lies.

All federal authorities 
Under Trump’s  domain
Soldiers posted everywhere
This whole thing is insane. 

Eggs are so expensive
Bread, milk and sugar too
Have to use a voucher
They’ll be given out to you. 

Afraid to speak to neighbors
Don’t know who you can trust
Keep your business quiet
Don’t try and make a fuss. 

Food and drugs are rationed
Health care is not assured
Measles running rampant
Polio …. no longer cured.

A rather sad prediction 
Hope none of this comes true
But Trump and all his sycophants
Don’t have concern for you. 

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No conscience, or compassion
They have totally run amok
Rifling thru agencies
Their attitude…. “So What?”

Praying our legal system 
Can withstand the stress
For now it’s constant chaos
It’s certainly a mess. 

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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories and songs.

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