Dear Mr. Trump,
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When I was a child I heard about the American dream
If I tried hard enough I could win the presidency
All I would have to do is believe and shoot for the stars
Anything is possible, “Kid, you’ll go far!”
But I didn’t have a million-dollar loan
My family has never been invited to the President’s home
I didn’t attend military school
And I don’t have a golden toilet or an indoor pool
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But on November 8th I’ll have a choice to make
Either vote for a businessman or the former Secretary of State
Here’s the funny thing about living in a democratic republic
Every four years the nation’s power is in the hands of the public
I and 300 million others will be able to cast a vote
To elect a brand new POTUS with a white, religious VP in tote
Since this monumental decision is just a few weeks away
My dear, Mr. Donald, I have a few choice words to say
This nation was founded by an immigrant lot
But you’d like to tell us that they’re taking our jobs
Look out for the rapists and murderers with dark skin
You label an entire culture a threat from within
Blaming hard-working brothers and sisters for imaginary sins
Round up the illegals and send them to the port
Forget about their monumental contributions as you give the order to deport
And what about ISIS? Is more war really a strategy?
You’re prodding an angry bear
Wouldn’t thousands more dead make this an even bigger tragedy?
It’s a complicated situation that we’re dealing with
I don’t feel safe handing nuke launch codes to an angry behemoth
Better take a moment and think before blowing a nuclear kiss
A third world war is one I would prefer to miss
And your thoughts on women: whores, bitches, pigs and slobs
If pregnancy is such an inconvenience, take that up with your mother and God
The former Miss Universe had the right to second helpings after claiming her throne
You had no right to forbid her from going to the gym alone
What about the pageants with tall, blonde, beautiful women?
Miss Universe, Miss America, Miss Patriarchal System
It’s one thing to hand out grants and university scholarships
It’s quite another to gawk at the curvy size six
And you’ve called Hillary a liar and a cheat
Her email scandal was bad, but you’ve got a plethora of injustices to beat
Failed to pay your workers the wages they were due
Falsehood and corruption, no wonder spray tan orange looks so good on you
You call yourself a genius of business, a golden god in the clouds
You talk a big game but your actions are too loud
Trump Vodka, Trump Steak, Trump University, Trump Tower
Are you trying to corner all the markets and declare yourself a global superpower?
What about the failures and the near-billion-dollar write-off?
What a smug little smile, you really need to wipe off
Most Americans are living from paycheck to paycheck each day
Heads will roll when they hear about the taxes you avoided to pay
Mr. Trump maybe my words have been too hard
Should I tone down my rhetoric before you call in the guard?
Will I be like the others who protest at your rallies?
You kick them out for exercising free speech and always keep a tally
But maybe there is a silver lining to this cloud
If a man like you who is so pompous and proud
Can win over half a nation with taunts and jeers
While filling the other half with rage and tears
Maybe, the American dream will work for me
I too can use my words to run for office, eventually
This election season will be a testimony to all the other students
The system may be corrupt but we are duty bound to make improvements
So, Mr. Trump, although I will not vote for you to become President
To be perfectly honest, you epitomize all the things I resent
If you can do it, then maybe too can I
But never in a million would I utilize your tactics and lies
America is a complicated nation
No wonder we are in this current situation
But if democracy works for one it works for all
The pot is boiling over, the cradle is about to fall
So, Mr. Trump, although I will not vote for you to become President
To be perfectly honest, you epitomize all the things I resent
If you can do it, then maybe too can I
But never in a million would I utilize your tactics and lies
America is a complicated nation
No wonder we are in this current situation
But if democracy works for one it works for all
The pot is boiling over, the cradle is about to fall
The nation will have to live with whoever wins this election
But the unhappiest people might resort to deflection
Grand Old Canada might gain a surge in their populous
But I will stay grounded and put my faith in the process
Even if a man like you has the potential to win
Freedom, justice, and equality is still this nation’s base, our foundation
We’re still struggling with injustice inside the house
But instead of running away I will stand up and shout
I keep my hope in better years to come
Sure as the moon sets so rises the sun
On November 8th I will exercise my chance to vote
If you do win, know you will have a heavy burden to tote
Respectfully yours, I hope you do not win
But to hold back and refrain from the process to me, would be the worse sin
Collegian writer Nataleah Small can be reached at blogs@collegian.com or on Twitter @NataleahJoy.
