Are We the People

are We The People?

Our Constitution is a fact
For many years it’s been intact
Amendment two our favorite one
To speak with freedom barring none
An independence to declare
That we are equal from our birth
Proclaimed by Lincoln but the dearth
Of lacking freedom of respect

Torch lit marchers still move on a 
Miilliennium of hate returns
Again the president affirms
Let’s make America vague again
To delve into ambiguity
Alas, our history in pain
Repeats itself as if to say
Free speech of hate is not the way

© Ralph Sergi  August 17, 2017

*I’m a political cynic, and this is just a 
satirical poem to all my party members
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Sergi Avatar
August 29, 2017 at 4:41 PM
Hi Patricia: The reason being that the POTUS incites this hate with his rhetoric and his private rallies. This will never change as long as he governs the US.
Cresswell Avatar
August 29, 2017 at 3:17 PM
Ralph are there not more of us then there are them? If so why do they seem to be "leading" the country. Why are we allowing this to happen. Perhaps because big business, which truly runs every country, keeps us too busy trying to survive that we can not give our full attention to what is happening around us. Just my thoughts.
Vaso Avatar
August 28, 2017 at 8:38 PM
I love the satire, and great message! Hate is never the way, and it seems there is no system, its more about humanity, good and evil exists everywhere! Loved the poem!
Sergi Avatar
September 25, 2017 at 4:18 PM
Thank you ARTHUR
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August 28, 2017 at 7:41 AM
You are right , Victor but in context, I was just using poetic license to make a point.
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