Sunrise in America

Posted: March 3, 2020 in Poetry
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SUNRISE IN AMERICA 
By David Allen

I am waiting for sunrise in America
after this dark, broken night, 
where democracy’s been pummeled
by the clown chief’s rubber mallet
and narcissistic scrawls on edicts
that devastate social programs
and reward the rich elite.

I am waiting for sunrise in America
to shine on the nation’s capital,
where swamp creatures swim laps
around the White House and Senate,
where multitudes hurl protest chants
at their representatives’ deaf ears
and any change for the good is pending.

I am waiting for sunrise in America 
the morning after votes are cast,
to see if the false prince falls
or is enshrined as our new king
bringing on the darker night  and fog,
smothering  what’s left of our  freedoms.

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This poem is one of three poems of mine published in the fantastic Polk Street Review.

https://squareup.com/store/CEArts/item/the-polk-street-review-2?t=modal-fb

Comments
  1. Adidas says:

    The sun is setting in India, too.

    Liked by 1 person

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