Is there no limit?

In November of 2016 I knew the voters were wrong
But I prayed Trump could change his egotistical song.
And every talking Head we saw on TV
Said the same thing, almost praying it would be.

After a while it did get a bit old
We learned, if he had a soul...it was very cold.
What is his limit...how far will he go?
Will he kill protesters? Just for his show?

I just can’t understand...I feel so low...
I love this country...I fought for it so...
I won’t stop, but I’m tired, please pick up my slack.
If he wins in November...I may not come back.

Bone-Spurs in Chief

This President, when called, dodged the draft,
And turned into a President daft.
Raised by parents who loved the clan,
He became the man who can’t love a black man.

Then said he loved Christ, it never seemed so
And then used Christ’s Church like it was his ho.
This Commander in Chief then screamed at his people,
“Behave my command or I will look feeble!”

Seems to me a Christian should act a little like Christ
But this man can’t do that. Sorry, duck and cover.