Chaos In America-Constanza
Standing too close is very dangerous,
can we tell who carries the disease?
Everybody refuses to pay the price.
No effort is made to obey restrictions;
who really likes to stay inside, be quarantined,
wear an ankle bracelet and be controlled?
Riots, protests, obscenities and bloody faces,
bricks shatter windows, stores burning;
thugs vandalizing, smashing and looting.
Trump threatens and sends in Federal Agents,
Portland's anarchists spread terror;
America is on the brink of social war.
How many children have died?
how many mothers have grieved?
Streets and avenues are filled with blood,
American flags are stepped on and burned,
statues are toppled, monuments defaced.
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2020
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