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PARTING WAYS

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Duty.

Honor.

Country.

Fear.

Cowardice.

Submission.

The first three I claim

The last three I disdain.

No more need be said.

A national honor now dead.

Killed by those who fled 

their duty to country,

a brilliant democracy.

I cannot shake the hand

of one unwilling to stand

by my side and claim 

a nation fighting shame. 

Pretense has no place

in a nation ruled by truth and grace.

Ignorance is no excuse for surprise

by those who choose to close their eyes

to crimes and fraud and hate

until it becomes too late

to grasp and seize and save

Duty,

Honor,

Country.

Parting ways.

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TEN DAYS LEFT

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Ten days left before we turn right?

Ten days until bleakness blinds our sight.

Have we gone so far there is little left

of democratic values clutched to our chests?

Ten days left to fight the fascist storms

unleashed across every institution,

destroying all norms.

Ten days left to remain free,

a freedom based on hypocrisy

and built on lives shipped 

across international waters,

slaves to barter and build an economy

upon flayed backs, our own souls slaughtered.

Entertainment is our strongest ally

allowing full inattention to hide

the deadening ignorance that blankets our pride.

The conscience our forefathers followed

has no place in a nation who souls are hollowed

by power and greed’s need to be seen,

even if only on social media screens.

Muscles clenched in taut abdomens

where fear tends to hide

we try our best to hold onto our pride.

Ten days left to turn the fascist tide.

We are not perfect.

It is perfectly true.

But we always keep going forward.

We always try to improve.

Ten days are both too many and too few

to hold a nation together,

for free people to weather

the threat of old evils made new.

Ten days left.

I am counting on you.

Vote!

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BORN IN THE USA

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Being born in the USA

does not make me better.

It makes me luckier.

Winning the lottery

brings euphoria.

Sharing the winnings

brings me satisfaction.

That is love in action.

My question is always

one taught me by JFK.

Not, “what can my country 

do for me?”.

But, “what can I do 

for my country?”

The only way

to make America better

is to remind myself

I do not matter

more than any other 

American, immigrant

or refugee.

I do not matter 

more than any other

African, Asian, Latino

nor European.

Each of us hopes to be free.

Each of us has our own journey.

Some of us are luckier than others.

All of us are sisters and brothers.

My country is better

when I am better, kinder, truer

to the home of the brave

and the land of the free

where democracy demands

I stay on guard against those

who would embrace autocracy.

This is what America asks of me.

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RIGHT TO LIFE

There is nothing to negotiate.

There is no need for compromise.

Either Americans deserve safety.

Or their lives are an easy forfeit

for gun manufacturers to “make a killing”

and pay off with campaign funds

those who use delay to deny

the basic right to Life, Liberty

and the Pursuit of Happiness.

No one is free if unrestrained guns 

deny safety. No happiness ensues

from mass killings, suicides

or neighborhoods riddled with bullets

on the nightly news.

Life itself is not something 

to be debated nor negotiated.

Pass the laws needed to save lives.

A living death from fear of guns

kills more than us.

It kills any chance for democracy

itself to survive.

It kills our hope and faith in one another.

More guns. More killing. 

Who can deny such basic logic

and expect us not to say “idiots”?

There is no compromise with idiots.

The only thing more idiotic

is to vote for those idiots.

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