REAL?

Time was a man was known for what he did
Or didn’t do
Did you stand for the flag
Did you fight for the Red, White, and Blue?

Did you keep it real?
Say what you feel?
Work with your hands
And the iron and steel?
Stand on your word?
Make a fair deal?
And bow your head
And take time to kneel?
Do you keep it real?

Are those days all in the past?
Have we lost our direction, and common sense?
Surrendered our honor, our liberty
To straddle the fence?

Can’t keep it real
Or say what you feel
We’re working remote
With AI not steel
Promise in pencil
Look for the steal
Look down our nose
Force others to kneel
And then call it
Keeping it real
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Baker Avatar
July 21, 2025 at 10:21 PM
Very thought-provoking poetry, my friend. It's never about all the things we have or don't have in this world; it all has to do with how we react to the event and experiences we encounter on each of our own paths as we travel through our individual lives here on Earth. Thanks for sharing your thought on life with us, Danny. This is my first visit to your poetry but will not be my last. I hope we can become poetry soup friends. I'm following you poetry now. Bill
Derden Avatar
July 22, 2025 at 8:05 AM
Thank you. I appreciate your comment and value your feedback. Hope to hear more in the future. As I observe our society I see so much confusion, misdirection, misinformation, and blatant mistakes on all sides of the political & societal spectrum...I feel that We should be much, much better than this...it breaks my heart & hurts my head.
Derden Avatar
July 21, 2025 at 12:16 PM
Today's work...reflects some of my thinking vis a vis everything going on in American society these days...stances on how things are vs how things were vs how things should be...our past was never perfect, it was better in some things and worse in others. The real dilemma is and will always be our attitudes & behaviors towards each other...anyway those are my thoughts, this is my poem.
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