Our Nation On the Grate
stagnant and muffled voices are stirring
like a music box wound up not stop
refuge sought from a whirling daunted world
of which smoke of disgrace hovers over
tongues lashing out at one another
like school children must not do in the playground
however these are our leaders at work
pointing fingers and name calling.
we learn young to be honest and loyal
then learn where it ends in that big white house
in which trust is swept under the carpet
which displays the welcoming mat of dishonesty.
one can see puppets in this contagious mockery
like the show of Punch and Judy domestics quarrels
those who step in too close will be tossed out
and those that are left leave their velvet seats
watching a sitcom instead of the news
is entirely the same stage as the news media
our suspenders are stretch to the max
our gut is full with unorthodox ways and means
look upon the statues of past leaders of fame
was there was not dishing out blame back then
today we see sparks that ignite a fierce blaze
we the people get scorched battling the flame
the smoke thickens engulfing us patriots
who strive to keep our country stable and upright
but we cough on this turf of bungling rhetoric
wondering and questioning the future of prosperity
when will it end,,, put America back together again
Copyright © Douglas Pederson | Year Posted 2019
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