The politics of yet another day
Causing a stir amongst the masses
Spirited conversations ignite
One voice louder than the next
A proverbial battle of the classes
A line is drawn in the sand
That no one dares to cross
You fear for your life
Silence might be best
Your beliefs your albatross
Tantamount to a civil car
The rebellious versus the righteous
Neither side knows what they don’t know
A verbal conflict louder and longer
The winner being the most pious
Blind faith of the minority
And an archaic amendment
Gifted us with what we have today
Fractured here and broken there
Drowning us in a pool of resentment
Knocking down our allies
With scornful and outrageous demands
When the anti truth becomes your facts
You are making enemies of your people
Whose dilemmas you will never understand
An association doomed for failure
A reflection on our society’s blindness
The moral compass conveniently cast aside
In favor of the inflated ego
Observing the decline of social responsibility
Where self-serving trumps kindness
Those paying homage to the narcissistic god
From his shirttails they will unhitch
When their stipend shows no relief
Their sum of all fears will be balanced
By Karma who will prove to be a Bitch
Christine Bolton
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Great last line!
please check your spam for my comment?
I just did and found several of your comments. You must have thought I was rude! Thanks for alerting me 😊
I watched that last one just vanish and knew what had happened … wordpress spam them if I make too many but ‘like’ doesn’t say enough 🙂
Mega Likes to you!
powerful and profound .. very well written!
Thank you Kate. No names mentioned 😊
Don’t need to … 🙂
I just updated some comment settings. Hopefully that’ll take care of it. Thanks for alerting me.
no worries
Awesome. Loved it. 💖💖💖
You and I were on the same page again this morning! Not mentioning any names of course 😊
No never. 😁💖