Indivisible
For years I’ve passed a sculpture
When I walk at break of day.
It’s very unobtrusive,
Likely meant to be that way.
It’s just one word carved out of wood
And tethered to a sign
Reminding people not to park
Or they’ll incur a fine.
The word is “indivisible”
And in the USA,
It’s front and center in the pledge
That schoolkids learn to say.
We’re meant to think our country
Is united and, with pride,
We pledge allegiance to the nation
Where we all reside.
But lately, we’re divided
Like an apple cut in two,
Each half belonging to a crowd
That’s cloaked in red or blue.
This week I found the sculpture gone
And I was not surprised;
Perhaps the artist figured out
His hope’s been compromised.
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