Donald Trump Apologizes To His Mother

My Ellis Island ego

is good enough to remember

the sad Scottish mother that gave birth to me,

My glorified German grandparents

took me places

my morals never could,  

I came home to Latin Lucifer

and didn’t like the way he told me

to stop spitting on the Statue of Liberty,

I am all the TRUMP teeth

of my alien amendment mouth,

I don’t know how to say 14

without long lynchings

hanging from my bitter back,

My mother named me Donald,

hoping I’d be a great chief

but I lack the melanin masculinity

of a real man;

I told her I’d live,

she told me she knew,

my skin was safe;

I told her they wouldn’t,

she smiled,

she knew, 11 million shades of brown weren’t.

I told her

I’m sorry

for swimming too fast

she shoulda swallowed me

cause I obviously inherited her weak

throat

skills.

I got my long neck from

eating

with my missing teeth,

guess I’m still

barking,

for the dogs

that raised me.

Guess I’m a bitch boy

for asking my mother

to love me

I don’t know how to confess my sins

since

I worship myself

Mommy,

I’m slave sorry

for lynching limbs

that never belonged

to me

and

you.  

“they’re bringing drugs, they’re bringing crime, they’re rapists, and I assume some are good people,”

I feel that I owe this to all the Latino people that can’t speak up for themselves. it isn’t justice to shut the mouths of those who built this country. Immigrants raised this country and they raised Donald Trump too. I’ve decided to make an entire poetry mixtape dedicated to Donald Trump and his stance on immigration, immigrants, and himself. It’s in the vault for now, but look out for new posts coming soon! Trump bouta get this work.