Dear Mr. Former President Caeser Poem by Amanda Saveley

Dear Mr. Former President Caeser



I can't seem to help but think...
What's going on?
I say, what's going on
When every morning I wake up fearing for my life
As if a great bomb could fall from the sky
Knowing I've done nothing wrong
Only tried to understand...

Are you proud
Of the things you've done
While we've waited for salvation
Oh why hath thou forsaken me?
I've done nothing wrong!
I've striven
Fought
Struggled for the right
And openly shunning the wrong
It looks like someone doesn't have your back

Why are people starving in our streets
In the land of opportunity?
The place where wealth abounds?
This is not Rome, sir,
We are not detached from our people, sir
And if you are,
I say stand and fight for your right to govern!
There is no Mandate of Heaven here.

And you have the dozer where Jesus has none
The divine One who have not but his bare hands
In which to stop you
Yet you strap Him to your cause
And tear through battered lands like you have the right!
Slapping Allah in the face with Muhammad's own hand
How dare you try to claim that you understand!

We're a hypocrisy posing as a democracy
Throwing our beliefs in others faces
In the name of a religion not all of us follow
Who do you think you are, Nero?
We can't strap poor devotees to media-based pillars
And light them afire with the blazing torch of atheist view

Can you really look anyone in the eye?
Can you see them from behind your tall podium,
In which you can't even see yourself?
Do you speak for yourself
Or are you simply a puppet,
A figurehead,
Something to be manipulated like putty
While stiff neck politicians back you with words
Their words
Not the words of the people
But of the elect…

You know nothing of hard work
Being a child of welfare
A kid of the system
In which the government you so depend on
To get you your food stamps
Make your mother's ex-husband pay child support
Fails you miserably,
Forcing you to live on ramen and bologna
As staples for your diet
While education falls through the cracks slowly
And you think you can fix this?
You've only made it worse…

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Agnes Török 14 September 2008

Oh my god. You say everything I've wanted to say, and everything more. I am so amazed by how you manage to say absolutely all that needs to be said, and that he needs to hear and still put it in this form of moving poetry. You move me, and help me struggle on. Thank you Thank you so much

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David Gerardino 22 November 2006

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