Which Way, America
Here we are again;
A major election year.
What's going to happen when
All the dust have cleared?
Will we shut out the past
Of those things that should last?
Or, will we overshoot and overplay
our hands to become forever dismayed?
Or, will we calmly seek a balancing touch
that's all-inclusive and defines all of us?
I sense that if we are reckless; not careful;
We shall overshoot the runway, not being prayerful.
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2024
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