About this time every four years,
Bullies come out of their comfortable hiding,
Claiming that any others’ views are
Detrimental to democracy.
Even as information is right at our fingertips,
Forgetting that truth is real,
Goons insist on stirring up vitriol
Having strings of conspiracies
In the wings, eagerly waiting to share.
Just as we begin to lose hope,
Kindness begs to return, carrying respect,
Love, and moments of inspiration.
Many await for the battles to start,
Never realizing they don’t have to.
Open minds are rare these days;
Precluded lines of thought are shouted,
Quelling more reasonable discussion and
Resulting in the breakdown of society.
Situations arise where prejudices are pushed,
Terrible accusations and rude assumptions
Undermining our “liberty for all.”
Variations fill our dynamic country, but
We fall back to chaos as divided we fall.
Xenophobic humanity,
Yowling at those who are different,
Zealously defending their bigoted ways.
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Barb Dukeman
An English teacher by trade, I’ve spent 32+ years in the classroom, instilling a love of literature (and a tolerance of writing) in my students. I started reading at the age of three and started writing at 13 with a poem about green socks.
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Comments (3)
I really love this 🙂 please can we be friends I want to get more insight on writing. I anticipate your reply. This is my IG paschal_xez
Yep. It's true but hopefully, people will vote for what is right and see through the bluster.
oooh! yeah!! excellent thoughts