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AMERICA DANCING TO MAGA-TIME

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The ballerina pirouettes.

Round and round she goes.

Her satin slippers turn endlessly

as she balances on her toes.

Dizzying it would certainly be

to spin so unnecessarily.

But, she uses a trick she very well knows.

She picks a single point in sight

and holds her focus on that point, so tight.

She keeps her balance and dances on,

steady as the graceful dancer we all know.

And when the music ends

as every song must

she takes her bow and we all cheer.

America is well and still on her feet,

avoiding the fall we all feared.

America shall dance again

as soon as the new song begins.

Voters shall pick a tune they enjoy,

one that cares for every girl and boy,

for every color, race and creed,

for laborers and workers, rather than greed.

The Land of the free.The home of the brave.

The audience of those who refused to cave.

Ballerinas keep their eyes on the prize.

Focus and keep dancing: a word to the wise.

Keep dancing to your own true beat.

Stay focused and stay on your feet.

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OLD PATHS

The path beneath my feet

Is one unknown to me.

If I have traversed this way before

It has been lost to memory.

Perhaps, it seems, to be

one once described to me

by lineage and ancestry.

Sicily was often overrun

by strangers to her shore,

Creating new paths to run

new tales of history

of those who had gone before.

Does age create such doubts?

Does age turn straight paths

Into meandering round-abouts

where youthful traffic refuses

to take the time to stop?

Does age create the unmarked trails,

or does youth misdirect those who fail

to take the time to study new maps?

Choosing instead to take a nap.

Forget the nap.

Forget the map.

Become the child again whose life thrives

on striking out for parts unknown

on paths that are not yet overgrown

with comforts and plots we had sown

before we grew too old to recall

what it feels like to stand brave and tall.

Take the unknown path after all.

Live again a life in thrall.

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