Tuesday, June 19, 2018

quail

it never starts the way you think it would

unreasonable men
in reasonable suits
says treasonable things
in language so refined
and so redefine your world

suddenly you see the world anew and
so unlike the one you thought you knew

but a world that always has been here

you saw the nation shining on the hill
the one that people dreamed of...until

until their children quake and quail in fear
and you see "good" people close their ears
because the pundits twist and lie
and you want to curl up and cry

but get up
there's things for you to do
it's not the time to just emote
but march and call and shout
and vote

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