When Trump Was President I Thought I Could Become The Next Lenin (poem)

There was time in my life

when I thought I could be the next Lenin.

A statesmen, a writer, and a leader?

What’s not to like?

Who was to say I couldn’t be a triple threat

like him?

But I’m too unprofessional

to be a professional revolutionary.

And Lenin didn’t have to put up

with Twitter, the lucky bastard.

And I never watched my sibling hang.

I’m not embarassed about this.

And I regret nothing.

I just wish politics wasn’t so time consuming,

because I want to change the world,

but I want to write a good poem even more.

Published by James J Jackson

I'm a poet from California.

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