RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: AMERICAN DEMOCRACY
Civil War
Back in the days of racial unrest
When the cities burned with rage
When the FBI hunted panthers for sport
When the suburbs became gated communities
When fear gripped the psyche of America
When the children of peace went off
on their own
A friend whose skin was darker than mine
Looked into my eyes and said:
If the race war came I’d shoot you
That’s when I knew we had a problem
To those who say it could never happen
Take a good look around
People buying weapons like candy for Halloween
People so divided we look like postwar Berlin
People living in media bubbles and
Leaders feeding the mob
What I don’t see now and did not see before
the insurrection is the passion and the rage
So I look into your eyes and ask you:
Is that what you want?
Blood on the streets?
An era of violence and unrest?
Americans against Americans?
Civil war?
The hope of the nation and the world
is that the vast, vast majority of us
say no
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