This country is empty
It is long gone
For the days of adventure
And truth
Lie written in our history books
Soon to be burned and forgotten
And the days our grandparents
Yearn to get back
Will never come back
And we'll be stuck here
Forgotten
In a country so divided
We destroyed ourselves
Posted in response to the challenge Post-Election.
[This is a reposted edited version of a previous poem of mine.]
when all we have is spent–
what will we have left?
people once before us–
i walked down the street
the streets i once used to know
filled with regrets and heavy with burdens
of what once happened here
i walked down the street
a block or so down
I believe in god even though I may know he doesn’t exist
I know the mountains were not formed by him
Instead it is the science in the world
The reason we are here in this moment
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