The paltry destruction
Dirty and tan
Unknown in expression
But less heard of
I am uncertain
Pushing my own hands now on the curtain
I have never seen such an obtainable truth
If we could only see it through
We must take command of our own hands
Yearn for hope and truth
Unity through diversity
Diversity in me and you
Poems on current affairs
Or the state of the current affair
I am not sure how to decipher
Explain
The difference
I mean
Who cares
Underwater drones seized
I guess this is what it will be
The new normal
Is not normally
Going along
In a world changing
Faster than my hands can type
This type of change is uncertain
WE LACK HOPE
We lack direction
We lack the ability
To detect a fraud
Before its inception
What’s the use
It is just the new
Something we have to get used to
I will arise
Arise in the morning
Arise to the challenge
Lie awake at night
Thinking of solutions
My own illusion
Conclusions
Never quite reached
In a hope of making a plan
To build a house
Upon a great heap of sand
So I run
Sleep
Run
Yearn for understanding
Learn from mistakes
Don’t be afraid of failure
This land comes with the breaks
Take a chance on hope
Uplifting interaction
My destination unknown
Strategy unclear
I will rely on what I know
Keep a good eye on what will become clear
From the veins running in my heart
Down to my hand
As a small child I was filled with hope
And still am today
Everday
I must move on into positive space
Remembering the words of a Poet great
The more you give
The more you create
It is not a well to be pulled dry
But reincarnated everyday
Keep the car running
The faucet draining
Keep on keeping on with
What I have been wasting
In moments of reflection
Why do I put up these guards of
Protection
When I am the problem
And the solution
All in one small mind
Or large conclusion
Unsightly unseen
Mightily obscene
Gestures of language
Encourage
Discourage
Mean
I have an objection to such limits
Of language
Interpretation
My own county
Country
Nation
How did words slip from
Meaning to mere
Reference
Indifference
How can it go from direct
To indirect and casual
Trivial
Is that what we have become
Seeking the words that have already
Been sung
A light I hope will shed a new perspective
Hoping that small bits of peace injected
We can’t move forward with bluster of hate
Discriminate
We must move forward together
And together
We will stand STRONG
The Dairy Chief doesn’t need any changes
Not looking for the next big development
Milking the cows somehow is just a bit irrelevant
A steward of the land with no need for innovation
No tariffs needed
Not too much frustration
It is implicit what his intentions are
Waking in the early morning hours
Tending the field and his cows
Bold yet not to be undone somehow
In the hostile words
He could give one less cow lick
Waking in the morning to babies colic ways
The dairy farmer just keeps moving on
It’s the sweet farm song
It’s an unsightly cause
Disturbed pieces of sand
Down to the singular stone
My own town can be mighty unsightly
Deceit is the instrument of choosing
While the others were out boozing
On the beach singing songs of love and longing
The fire lit up like a lamp on their faces
Spiritually free to be deceived
Totally
Those nights we laughed on the beach
Holding the sand between our feet
I dream of those moments you and me
But then sets us back to our new reality
It is perfectly imperfect ideally
You and me
The whimsical x-ray of our society
Has revealed a great deity
Venomous and toxic
Leaving the trace of a blown rocket
We used this messed up world
To project our problems into one being
Manifested into our new destiny
Smiling he rode in on white horses
The whole world overthrew me
But I will find steady ground
I will polish my smiling face
I will bandage my wounds and move on
This is the primary focus of the race
It’s not how we celebrate
But how when we see the face
From behind the facade
How we pick ourselves up from the dirty ground
Maybe it was our fault in the first
There is no faith to be put in humanity
We return certainly
To realize it was my own hope that let me down
Battered and on the ground
I pick myself up
And begin the hope anew
Just in something new
The strides we have made
Higher than 1988
Over the battleground
And through the map
Get the progressives to the poles
File the ballots
Vote on Tuesday
A big conversations is going on
In the commercial breaks
In Michigan
In Wisconsin
Then philadelphia
With the president
It’s almost over the rise
The ride
Surrogates and electorates
It’s a day of state
It’s safe to say
It’s insane
Tomorrow is going to move our country
The vote is coming
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