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Randy Lee
Poems
Mar 2018
Hello, I am me. You are too.
Love is now illegal.
No longer may you empathize with the broken.
You must never talk to strangers.
No more spontaneous hugs.
No more finding common ground.
Divisiveness is a requirement.
Joy is no longer to be found.
Tomorrow's docket? Argue over nothing.
Hate your neighbor because they're different.
Politics is all that matters now.
Do you hear that silence?
It's a deafening sound.
Judge everyone from a pale horse.
Religion brings a sword to strike them down.
Nothing left is meaningful.
Don't hold that door for that woman.
That's ****** harassment now.
Don't use that bathroom.
Handicap is a gender now.
You may not own a gun.
If you do you'll **** children.
And become the talk of the town.
What have we become?
What happened to fearing fear itself?
I'm tired of chain-smoking.
I'm tired of the now.
It's not about amendment rights.
It's not about trump cards.
It's not about those clowns.
It's about each other.
It's about being understood.
When we become empathy..
There's no room for any blood.
In Love be lost and found.
Written by
Randy Lee
Michigan
(Michigan)
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