Poem -

Sad Times

How tragic is your loss, the concept of knowing who you are
That with the awareness

This growing horrific drama unfolding at our feet

That we are certainly living in a lie

That out world is far from the one we thought 
That nothing is really what it seems

Chaos and uncertainty

A cocktail of anarchy

Supernatural forces are at work. 
I can feel it and see it.
The duplicity of our leaders, the betrayal of our trust, left wing socialists in the Whitehouse. 
Sad times

 

 

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