RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY
Backward March
The backward march to darker times
When white men held all power
Like digging a hole to make a climb
Or knocking down the tallest towers
The way of darkness claims the light
But the message is not divine
The evil doers proclaim the right
But their water does not change to wine
They lead us boldly to a certain past
When the order of things was clear
But the old days were not meant to last
Though some may hold them dear
We will endure these brutal days
When human rights were in retreat
Somehow someday we’ll find a way
To march to a forward beat
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