My Take
My Take
Thoughts of Miracle Man
November 7 2020
Two thousand twenty, an unforgettable year,
it’s been a wake up call throughout the land.
Nonetheless we quarantine consumed by fear,
And question the decisions of those who stand.
It was a time to determine what’s important in life,
procrastinating, we watched as calendar days churned.
We’ve dealt with a virus and discontent was rife,
forgetting foregone days our bridges we’ve burned.
Many saw their opinion as the only one to count,
refusing to listen when opposition had spoken.
Refusing to compromise caused division to mount,
leading me to believe that our system is broken.
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