The Critical Crown

Critical crown

Lifted up

From the ground

Every single person

From the top down

Cried when we watched

How it came to

A heap on the ground

Unusual as it had been

To see the wickedness of many sins

Compiled into the critical crown

Lying on the dusty ground

The Breaks

Coming down the line

Faster than a train

Slow motion

Down from the emperor’s hand

Makes the everyday man

Work through the night

One can claim victory

While the others work through

The holiday

How

When life is forced

Rather than reflected

It becomes more difficult

Than anyone expected

Twelve Days of Silence

What moves us

To action

What brings us to our knees

Of in action

Whose words do we believe

When the mountains

Block the path to the seas

When the desert winds

Keep us from our kin

In the silence we must learn

As the silence continues

We continue

To grow

Wise

Not old

 

Unconstitutional Emoluments

Take the pay

Leave the people

Who is taking the stubs

When the president wins

Paid in advance

With taxes due

Who would have knew

What one man can do

With unfettered desires

To light a blazing fire

While a waining night fades

The ultimate game has been

Played