state of the union

 

it seemed every day brought new

joy   new

hope   change was in the air   it 

 

was the new reality   suddenly   after

eons of derision

of mockery   of prejudice and

 

hatred   there came a tipping

point   we 

mattered   our rights acknowledged

 

joy and hope were truly in

the air   then   as

suddenly   it was over    no joy   no

 

hope   what lingers is the

scent of

fear   primal fear   and how can i 

 

write my happy poetry when

i am afraid

 

 





Poetry by one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-10-12 at 18:00

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Bibek
I am not sure if I understand the political intention of the poem. Are you referring to Trump's democracy or world politics in general?

Bibek
2018-10-14


Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
Everyone is scared these days, and with good reason. On the one hand, our planet is pushing on us with violent weather, and on the other we have politicians trying to destroy democracy. We should be scared sh**less! However, I do miss your soft happy poems which bring the readers such peace.
Ashe
2018-10-13


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
There is much to fear. The roar of reaction is sweeping the entire world.
2018-10-12


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
WE poets - are writing
Writing of our fears
Wears and anger
Giving a warning
Of the times we are liveing in
So when - as surly be - of those
Those who did read our works
WILL say - '' Why did no one worn us! ''
WE poets can and will say: ''

'' WELL WE DID WORN YOU '' ;
YOUR TO BLAME - FOR READING OUR WORDS! ''
Ken
2018-10-12