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Lady's Tears

I had a troubling dream one night, sweet Lady Liberty, shining bright

   Standing proud in quiet grace, yet tears were streaming down her face

A country's strength lies in its folks, yet we oft' elect these proxy jokes

   Vain leaders who pledge loyalty to wealth gained, not democracy

It makes no difference what's their side, the gulf between is far too wide

   Wasting time with pointing fingers ... progress dies, corruption lingers

Their puerile quarrels make no sense - smoke screens for stark negligence

   They CAN see paths to compromise, but only for those OTHER guys

And while they claim that all is well, our blessed country goes to hell

   The peoples' voices, shot and skinned, while hope hangs twisting ...

In unchanged wind.





~ 1st Place ~  in the "It Really Gets Me Going" Poetry Contest, Kevin Shaw, Judge & Sponsor.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Gauthier Avatar
June 2, 2019 at 9:52 PM
Well penned, Gregory. Congrats on your gold medal win.
Allison Avatar
June 2, 2019 at 3:17 PM
powerfully penned Greg, lets hope the wind of change brings about change in both our countries cos we both need as much help as possible :-) congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx
B. Avatar
August 5, 2017 at 12:12 AM
Brilliant!! A fav.
Barden Avatar
August 5, 2017 at 2:10 AM
Thank you Carol - blessings! <3
Lane Avatar
August 2, 2017 at 3:43 AM
Looks like the wind carries a toxin with it. The Apprentice Goes To Washington. Maybe it'll get canceled before it's first season is over. Good job, Greg.
Barden Avatar
August 2, 2017 at 10:32 PM
Thank you very much, Lin, I like your metaphor, lol ... you're so right! We've got to start electing leaders who truly love this country and its people, and start expecting more from that person in the mirror - it starts with each of us, with forgiveness and compromise. Blessings, Dear Friend! <3
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