Election 2012   Leave a comment

Angels tap dance
Down the drains
Of rain-watered
Push green plains
And the eagles take flight
For Vancouver

System’s folly
System fail
Winter wolves
Break for the rail
Headed for the heart
Of Chicago

There is no mistake
The urge is mounting
The night air
A hushed whisper
Of possibility

The thin skinned hands
Reach for a shake with complacent doom
Breaking the promises
That have fostered hope for
Well over 200 years

One after the other
The seasons dragging
The memories of our
Humble and proud

There is no discernment
In the house of God
Everyone is guilty of something



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