What comes next At the end of our Republic Calmer minds need to guide As this slow dissolution Plays out in front of us all What comes next When this Republic fails Eaten away by the differences Rusted by lies sold as truth Amplified by our connectedness What comes next After the final Republic breath Its heartbeat races too fast In fear of the other Soon to finally rupture What comes next Will not look like this Republic The world is waiting to see As are the children Whose only hope is peace
Category: politics
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end of the republic
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bookends
From take a knee outrage To take a life insurrection Bookends to a failed experiment White nationalism White supremacy White privilege “White fragility” Supported by an Evangelical cult Itself with two bookends Unborn babies Religious privilege While born babies get put in cages The other is outcast Other colors Other countries Other religions “Other fragility” Bookends need to be placed To hold the constitution upright Reparations then Reconciliation Redemption comes with a price Not for an end times jihad This time This place This country “This fragility” Time for cult members To see the light Of Freedom and Justice For All The two bookends of unity
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revolution
Fear is not a reason to decide Resolve makes for better choices Both personal and collective I will not be afraid: As a person As a husband As a father As a leader As a follower As a friend As a lover As a voter As a human I resolve: To support change for good To love my neighbor To have no enemies To honor truth To embrace equality To walk in justice To seek humility To practice mindfulness To abolish fear Resolve removes fear Resolution feeds revolution both personal and collective
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the choice
It’s not a choice Between good and evil The deep divide is On what is good And what is evil These are debated Unendingly, not finding A common ground A sense of truth A path to follow Belief is not knowledge True faith is not fact In history, religion has Traded evil for good And good for evil Endless debates continue Church and State Black and White Right and Left Good and Evil We’ve become bipolar No middle ground Against each other Hate your neighbor And your enemy The red we see On the street In the station At the battlefield It’s the same shade Not good nor evil It flows in us all And the fact is We all share DNA 99.9% the same The world is small As are many minds Growing smaller With dog whistles In our ears Sounding the call To ruin us all Not just here But everywhere Our beliefs touch The good The evil Also Share DNA
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country
I grew up country We lived out on a dirt road Where I road my bike every day Where I drove my first car into a ditch But being country wasn’t about where you lived It was about who you were Being country meant you learned to look a person in the eye when you shook their hand Being country meant your word was worth more than all your cash in the bank and being called a liar brought on a fight Being country meant you didn’t have to agree, but you did have to respect people no matter their station in life, where they worshipped or how they voted Being country meant you worked hard and loved deeply; your God, your family, and your Country I grew up country I still identify as country I live 20 miles from where I was raised I married the sweetest country girl that lived a mile from me and it’s been 42 years and counting I can still bust out a Willie Nelson song on my guitar Though I drive a Tesla, I’ll take a back road any day over a freeway Being country still means you look people in the eye, but now you bump elbows Being country still means your word is worth more than your stock portfolio and being called a liar will bring on an angry reply on facebook Being country still means you don’t have to agree, but you do need to respect, no matter your race, who you love or how you vote Being country still means you work smart and love deeply; whether you believe in God or not, whether you have a family or not, and whether you’re red, blue or no color at all I grew up country My road is paved now I ride an electric bike I try to keep my car between the ditches But being country isn’t where I’m from It’s who I am
