Roses & Violets
Or, My Fellow Americans
We stare at each other across a divide
Where we mock & stab & indict
Pause for a while with questioning eyes
We're neighbors, so why do we fight?
Each taunting the other, uncivil, unwise,
Nothing beloved as Pride.
So we stare at each other & I cry inside
Because this goes on out of spite
Because this deep a denial feeds on fawning & lies
Because we're really just hoping we're right
But each wants a trial, so neither one tries,
Although both will have said that they tried.
When the future comes asking,
could you explain why
You did nothing while so many cried?
If you knew what the price was,
would you still want a prize
If someone you cared about died?
My fellow Americans!
Stop now & decide!
Dare to imagine
our World
put aright!
We must reconcile,
so we need to revise:
The Right
is as
US
as the Left;
The Left
is as
US
as the Right.
