from

the poetry man at a poetic justice

LITTLE BOY

Mama, I so, so wanna grow up to be president!
I don’t wanna be a fireman or a policeman
Or dentist or doctor! I wanna be president!
I wanna bend the people’s hope and shape it!
I wanna ride in big cars with bulletproof glass!
I wanna NOT be held accountable for death!
I wanna disassemble words I learn in class!


Yes, Mama! I wanna be president of this land,
And lie, cheat, and screw the common man!
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