The Planting
11/20/16
The Planting
The fields of America were tilled.
Wolf in farmer's clothing donning
Red hat while
Sharp tongue cut grooves in the
Soil of humanity, violently
Unearthing constituents needed for his success.
White hooded hate and prejudice,
Previously buried by years of reform,
(now nurtured in sunlight and fertile ground),
Take root once again.
Reform meant to propel humanity forward.
Damaged in the time it took to say:
“Build a Wall”
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