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My Dear Mister President (an open letter)

An open letter to the current White House Resident

Nolan MillerApril 17, 202624 views

 

My Dear Mister President, may I have a word?

Despite what you thought or what you might’ve heard.

The end is near; there will be no delay.

For crimes against life, you will have to pay.

Your greedy policies make life hard to bear,

You abuse the unfortunate without a care.

You will not always be in a superior place,

There will not always be the myth of race.

Your lies will be exposed as what they are

Your false bravado doesn’t make you a star.

Buckle up, buttercup!

The future will not always be kind,

Reality is really going to blow your mind.

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Tim Margetts

4/18/2026

The Words That Got to Me

“My Dear Mister President, may I have a word?” is a strong opening that clearly sets up the confrontational tone with mock civility. “The end is near; there will be no delay.” I enjoyed the almost biblical tone of this declarative statement. “For crimes against life, you will have to pay.” Direct and forceful, though it borders on generic. “Buckle up, buttercup!” distinctive attitude and memorability that intentionally breaks the otherwise more formal tone, like a slap in the face.

Suggestions / Possible Tweaks

The biggest issue is the overuse of stock phrases that come straight out of the playbook of political protest writing. “Your greedy policies make life hard to bear You abuse the unfortunate without a care” “Your lies will be exposed as what they are Your false bravado doesn’t make you a star” are clear in their meaning, but the lack of originality means the poem doesn't offer a new angle or image to make it more memorable. You sometimes sacrifice sharpness to the law of rhyme. “place / race” “are / star” “kind / mind” are not wrong, but they are predictable, and this piece cries out for unpredictability to increase the tension. There is a bit of tonal inconsistency, creating a clash between the excellent formal address at the start, then into the almost nursery rhyme cadence of the middle, to the sudden colloquial slap near the end.

This reads to me like an early stage of a political poem. You have a clear conviction and your anger comes through as very real, but it lacks the sharpness to convey that. You show strength in the clarity of your message and a willingness to speak clearly and loudly. What you need to do next is take that and find fresher phrasing, maybe bring in a few specific images rather than general accusations. Make the structure less predictable and use the flow and rhythm to empower your ire of the current political situation.

The Words That Got to Me

You will not always be in a superior place, *Ahh, the truth in these words. It's kind of a theme-and variation on "Karma's a bitch."

I'm so glad to get to enjoy your writing, my sweet Nolan. The only caveat, though, is that on CollectivelyWrites.com, we've made it a policy not to have political writings. I didn't want to yank this one, because I'm thinking you probably didn't realize it. Please keep writing, though, just not about politics. xoxo

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Harper

9/2/2026

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