The Man

Never Presidential,
or even instrumental
the way he talks just sounds mental.
but he's the prez.

This nut job is supposed to be 'the chief'
but he got rich like some lowlife thief
No empathy ,no love no care
your struggle or grief he will not share.

In God you trust?
Well do so if you must
when you're on your knees ask the man
If this joke is some master plan.

Immigrant.

If I was taller I might see
This better future you promised me.

If I was fitter I could run
To the place you said was much more fun.

But I'm short, too slow and much too slack
Halfway there and turning back

Where I started out seems like a dream
Now I'm stuck on this trip and I want to scream

nowhere is home, nowhere is me
I'm never where I want to be

No tribe, no clan, no place to rest
moving on, no home no nest.