Treading Water
Treading hard in a sea of lies
With anchor feet and foggy eyes,
Can we yet float another day
With no ship to take us away?
When seas were calm, we saw the shore.
With swelling seas, we see no more
Midst waves of tergiversation
That inundate our great nation.
Flotsam and jetsam next us ride,
Floating, helpless, on surging tide;
The framework of Old Ironsides
Drifts to history’s rocks abide.
Its hardy hull to wormwood turned
While loud progressive termites churned
As our silence helped drown our dreams
With flailing freedom’s gurgling screams.
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