What We Must Do
I sense a sad malaise sweeping over our land
As more and more people throw up their hand
Showing less interest in our national well-being
No longer tuning in, or the latest news viewing.
I hear them saying, “There’s nothing we can do,
To change the way things are; we feel helpless!”
Reminding me of incarcerated animals in a zoo
Unable to free themselves from their captivity.
To them I say, “There’s a lot that we MUST do!”
We must speak the truth and employ our pen,
We must vote for those who prize integrity,
Calling attention to the precarious state we’re in.
We must work for peace, unabashed, unfurled,
Take pride in our country, the best in the world!
Written September 25, 2022
Copyright © L MILTON HANKINS | Year Posted 2022
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