For this country of mine
I feel GRIEF.
We’re a nation built on the razed ruins
Of those to whom this land once belonged,
Should still belong.
We began oh so wrong.
And now the karma is terrifyingly strong.
I grieve.
Our founders were imperfect,
Racist,
Sexist,
ego-puffed, wig-stuffed
white men,
but our leader now would horrify even them.
I grieve.
Our system of checks and balances-
Designed to squash the power that is being flaunted
On every screen,
Has been disempowered, distracted, destroyed, demeaned.
I grieve.
Bamboozled, uninformed, foggy minded hopefuls,
Thinking their red MAGA caps and Trump flags
Make them honorable patriots—scandal.
Don't they know they will feel the sting along with the rest of us, or more?
I grieve.
For our children,
For my children,
For people from other lands only wanting a safe place to land,
For people just trying to find a loving place to stand,
For students and teachers, librarians and professors,
For tender-hearted doctors, scientists, nurses
For minimum wage, 3 job holding, hard-working folks who seem
To bear all the curses,
I grieve.
And I grieve
The loss of our national heart,
The loss of our civic kindness,
The right mindedness to hold up those who are low.
I grieve.
And I grieve.
And I grieve that even when
The smoke of his fires has cleared,
There will be nothing to save,
No global apologies accepted.
He will have thrown us all into a grave
Another grand experiment ended.
I grieve.
