HANDWRITING ON THE FLAG
once young & foolish
hand on heart
we pledged our troth
to liberty & justice for all
then dream soured,became a sham
& ashamed we watched
a man demand a woman stand so he could sit
guardsmen block schoolhouse door
lunch counter service denied
only tip of ice we learned
as monsters surfaced from the deep
to unleash nightmare fire & blood
it can't happen here we hoped wished prayed
already too late
not just here but round the world
hydra tightens grip
it ties together,don't think it don't
sum of parts,parts of whole
all gift wrapped ready to roll
yellow ribbons stained in red
corrupt a banner thus adorned
mailed fists dripping gore
destroy a dream once adored
awake you sleepers if you can
make ribbons armbands painted black
& mourn the death of dream
11/91
BETWEEN MESOPOTAMIA & A HARD PLACE
where did your heart go,america?
once you cared for folk in need
now you merely feed your greed
once you tried to defend the weak
now you burn to protect a sheik
you were a place of promise & vision
love & joy & hope
now i see only denial,suspicion
hatred,sorrow,fear
know why we feel afraid & alone?
poisons fill air & water
ground gives off deadly gases
roads & bridges crumble
a few with power line their pockets
many with no place to go lose their homes
children starve or get bombed
& you turn your back on it all
you had the spirit of pioneers
dared cross prairie & mighty river
fought the force of storm & drought
forged new life in wilderness
if only we could go back in time
see how future used to look
& do what we must do
to make it come out that way
but a metaphor's not what it seems
& time machines belong to dreams
& no physician alive can cure
the sickness unto death
2/91
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