Thursday, August 20, 2020

Conscience of America

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR

 

Conscience of America

 

Aware that anger is the least emotion

I strive to rise above the din

When the head of the beast is warped

The righteous cannot win

 

Anger when the elderly die

Without cause or ample reason

Anger when the innocent cry

It borders on common treason

 

I strive to find the light in darkness

I search for higher calling

But I suffer with the endless loss

My friends and colleagues falling

 

Our leader is the root of madness

The truth is amply clear

We desperately need new leadership

Or we may lose all we hold dear

 

I am the conscience of America

And I am sleeping

Until the nation alas awakens

 


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