STATE OF THE UNION (An Original Poem)

I’ve seen struggle,
know what it’s like
to be broken
it’s not just a token
of this imagination,
so counterintuitive
to get up again

but I walk the grey mile
force a smile for a while
basking in the same
fluorescent glow,
you know

from sea
to shining sea
I see girls and boys
so willing to sell
their souls
for a bankroll

what happened to
clean and tidy
God almighty
now this is democracy?

let the blandness
of our existence
leave its creamy
foam on your lips
like a scarlet letter

you’ll feel better
the morning after
mocha latte tips
warm sips sway those
voluptuous hips
to get you through
it all

hip-hop to
trip-hop to
flip-flop and waffle

so easy to grow
thin and angry
when the deck is stacked
or fat and dumb
look out psyche
here it comes...four more years.

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