Dear Founding Fathers
Oh! how you are missed
as democracy bends over
without even being kissed
Your pains and struggles
are fading from our sights
as we knuckle under fears
signing away our rights
Fear of failed Wall Street
the illusion of free money
fear of failed economy
no more milk and honey
fearing hostile agressions
from foreign extremists
never thinking to fear
those within our midst
we've lost the words of F.D.R.
or put them on a shelf
"The only thing we have
to fear is fear itself"
Where are our heroes
Jefferson, Henry, Paine
with words of fiery zeal
and give us courage again
We the People of These United States.....
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
((Fiery rhetoric deserves a rhyme.))
ReplyDeleteIt sounds like a Revolution is in order. I look around to see who is documenting it. The next step might be a meeting...
Agreed!
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