The Fracturing Empire
The top has always been nothing but rough and tumble.
But things really started to get bad when the bottom began to crumble.
Race and gender have always needed to have been handled carefully.
Now it's catching fire because they've been multiplied by fifty.
War and peace are pressure cookers when they are handled by the selfish and the thrifty.
Politics and chaos exist in a pot that is always being stirred.
But now it is boiling over because the definition of rights is being blurred.
A shout is responded with a shout.
Morality is on its way out.
It seems as if stone cold affection is what we are about.
Intervene or the blood lust will continue.
And it will only be but a while before the wolves rule over you.
Empires have come and gone for millennia.
If brotherly love cannot prevail, our tears will flow into Oceania.
And we will be saying goodbye, to the United States of America.
Copyright © David Cardamone | Year Posted 2018
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