It took only months for the goal obtained
tender age children with cheeks tear-stained.
The White House man feels satisfaction
creating the child and parent fraction.
Put them on the floor, be careful to not hold,
the room is clean, hardly any mold.
Chain link walls rise from cement floor,
no curled razor wire, who could want more?
Time to eat because it’s 3 AM,
WAKE UP you grunt, forget your REM.
Diaper changes we cannot do,
prison policy dictates ‘no hugging’ too.
What’s all the fuss, brown babies on the floor?
Their parents are criminals, infesting our shore.
Who cares they’re babies, these disposable worms,
our props for publicity in the midterms.
Thoughts of wrong-doing? Don’t it let enter,
the American Tender-Age Detention Center.