Dear: Trump- From Poverty to Power — And You Can’t Stand It, Can You?

 

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Growing up poor is nothing to be ashamed of — not even for a second.

Not when you’ve known what it means to go without, to stretch one meal across two days, to hear the word eviction before you knew how to spell it, to feel the cold judgment of a world that looks down on you just because your pockets weren’t full and your clothes weren’t new.

There is strength in that upbringing. There is grit in that survival.
There is fire in that hunger to break free from the cage you were born into — a hunger that makes you fight harder, love deeper, and rise stronger than the very system that tried to keep you buried.

But you know what is a shame, Mr. Loser President?
What’s shameful is standing at a podium, pretending to be a leader, while stealing from the very people you claim to represent.
What’s shameful is draining communities dry, handing crumbs to the rich, and then pointing fingers at the working class like they’re the problem — like poverty was a choice and not the byproduct of your greed.
What’s shameful is watching families struggle, watching mothers skip meals so their children can eat, watching elders drown in medical bills — and doing nothing but mocking them while hoarding power like some self-declared king of a country you’ve never even cared to understand.

You are a demon. Plain and simple.
A parasite feeding on chaos.
A coward who preys on the desperate and disrespects the poor while hiding behind a golden curtain built off stolen labor and fake success.

Let me tell you something — real success isn’t inherited. It’s earned.
Real strength isn’t shouted. It’s proven.
And real leaders don’t bully the broke — they uplift them.
They don’t laugh at the hungry — they feed them.
They don’t shame the tired — they fight for them.

So you can keep throwing tantrums in your fantasy land of flags and slogans and cult rallies full of glassy-eyed adults who treat politics like a football game they don’t understand — chanting for a man who wouldn’t even share a sandwich with them if they were starving in front of him.

Because here’s the truth you’ll never escape:
The people you mock are stronger than you. The poor you shame are braver than you.
And every child born into struggle today could rise tomorrow and build a world you wouldn’t last five minutes in — a world that doesn’t need a conman in a suit to tell them what their worth is.

So go ahead — mock us.
Laugh at our clothes.
Sneer at our jobs.
Talk down to our families from the marble staircases you didn’t earn.
But understand this — we’re not ashamed of growing up poor.
We’re proud to have made it despite the very systems Presidents like you built to keep us down.

We are the children of hunger, of hustle, of hope —
And we are not going anywhere.

And one more thing for the cult in the back — the ones still gripping their flags like binkies and chanting for a guy who couldn’t pass a high school civics test if it were open-book:

I’m not here to debate you. I don’t respond to barking.

So go ahead and scream into your Facebook void.
Go ahead and polish your bumper stickers on those rusted-out trucks that haven’t passed inspection since Bush left office.
You can drink your conspiracy cocktails and drown your common sense in Kool-Aid all day — it still won’t make you right.
It just makes you loud.
And desperate.
And honestly? Laughable.

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Love always,
Santiago D.C. Maria

Written by Santiago D.C. Maria
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