Dear Mr president , you'd never take a walk with me.

Dear mr president come take a walk with me, let's pretend we're just two people and YOU 'RE NOT BETTER THAN ME , i'd like to ask you some questions and  we can speak honestly.

What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep? what do you feel when you look in the mirror

Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?  How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye? How do you walk with your head held high?  .Can you even look me in the eyes? .And tell me why 

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?  And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay . I can only imagine what the first lady has to say you've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine .

Let me tell you bout hard work minimum wage with a baby on the way .
Let me tell you bout hard work rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you bout hard work building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you bout hard work ,Hard work 

You don't know nothing bout hard work