After all, when this one's gone, those minds simply will deliver another.




A Fragile Hope

All we can do now is hope that the demon
Will die, and that those whose most vile
Minds gave birth to it expire, too. The pall
That hangs over this putrified nation
Is bound to remain, held in place by
The demon, until that monster is gone.

 

 

 

 





Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2024-11-06 at 21:45

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
Thank you for expressing your thoughts. Let us hope that you will be allowed to continue. I send blessings and positive thoughts for you and yours. Blessings, Allen
2024-11-06


alarian The PoetBay support member heart!
How can you hate so much your country and its citizens just because they voted for Trump ?
but I think I can understand your feeling...you feel trapped, you can't move away, you are stucked in a difficult situation and you watch it coming slowly with no way to escape
a big fascist tsunami
America is a land of contrasts, the country holds the best universities with some underdeveloped areas
Trump represents a man against the system that he will probably topple over and break off
it will be a Rodeo for 4 years
who knows what will happen...
2024-11-06