THE WORST IS YET TO COME
(To the tune of The Best is Yet to Come, by Shannon Greene and Todd N. Terry)
Out of the candidates, we’ve selected the rump.
The words stick in my throat saying President Trump
And now I fear, right here, the worst is yet to come
The worst is yet to come, that’s becoming quite clear
I’m so afraid the harm will be more than I fear
Issuing orders every day.
Brewing un-needed fights.
Closing our borders come what may.
Stepping on precious rights.
The worst is yet to come, cloaked the devil arrives
The worst is yet to come, pray the country survives.
Pray this land survives
He’s certain to go too far.
We used to care about lives.
Let’s not forget who we are.
The worst is yet to come, meaner than it now seems.
The worst is yet to come, out to steal your dreams.
Lyric © 2017 by Robert S. Steinberg, Esq.
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