Fraidy Cat Trump
Why can’t I be a lion
instead of a fraidy cat?
I’m a coward I confess
too afraid to be brave.
I talk brave
but pick on only the helpless
who can’t fight back.
I think I’m brave
but have dreams of running away.
I talk tough
but wet my pants.
I sing of my strength
but feel weak in the knees.
Courage is hard.
Cowardliness is easy.
I want to be like Jesus
face death to save others
but I love myself
and money too much
to protect people
bullied, beaten, and murdered.
I want to be brave like Jesus
but I betray like Judas.
Why can’t I be brave?
Because I’m a coward.
Please don't tell Putin.
He'll just laugh.
