Airing My Gripes
Airing My Gripes
Written: by The Whiner
1/18/2021
We’ve arrived at a place where we’ve mail in voting,
and media's become a politics machine.
Most every state now, has legalized gun toting,
a rock and a hard place we’re now living between.
Protesters riot, loot and history erase,
and liberal cities vote to defund police.
Our monuments and Capitol we now deface,
and one has to wonder if we'll return to peace?
We've weaponized Covid giving states final say,
our churches and schools remain virtually closed.
We've in turn let big cities call the shots their way,
not many positive things are being proposed.
Elected officials think money grows on trees,
everything's viewed as another racist sequel.
Rampant talk of socialism now floats on a breeze,
as long as there's hatred, things won't become equal.
Now toward socialism we see ourselves sliding,
America won’t ever be the same again.
Too many have disdain for the law abiding,
things won't get better until we turn from our sin.
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2021
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