Jun 2020
I believe the entire country is held under a blanket of depression.
The very fiber of our 2020 existence is strained to the max. Bindings
that held us in safety and warmth for so long are now threadbare.
Deceitful lies have vomited on the wooly confidence that we trusted in to allow us to keep concentrating on work, home, family.
Through our own complacency, we have allowed dark spots to stain the thermal protection our government once provided. Those who we thought upheld law and order in the folds of our neighborhoods have torn away our confidence, our trust, leaving racist lesions, tattered cloth we once took for granted. Presidential Incompetence has jeopardized our jobs, our hope for better education, healthcare, even the ability to walk freely down the street
Yes, depression has cloaked our soul and put away our hope
and our faith from covering ourselves, our children, and even our respect. We must double knit efforts to overthrow the oppression that has left us naked in the midst of a corrupt and entitled government. We must adorn our shawls of courage and stand up for what we have always cherished. Toss off spoiled and raggedy holdings and replace them with a diversely woven fabric that will carry us forward to a free and prosperous unity once again.
Jon Von Erb
6/2020
The very fiber of our 2020 existence is strained to the max. Bindings
that held us in safety and warmth for so long are now threadbare.
Deceitful lies have vomited on the wooly confidence that we trusted in to allow us to keep concentrating on work, home, family.
Through our own complacency, we have allowed dark spots to stain the thermal protection our government once provided. Those who we thought upheld law and order in the folds of our neighborhoods have torn away our confidence, our trust, leaving racist lesions, tattered cloth we once took for granted. Presidential Incompetence has jeopardized our jobs, our hope for better education, healthcare, even the ability to walk freely down the street
Yes, depression has cloaked our soul and put away our hope
and our faith from covering ourselves, our children, and even our respect. We must double knit efforts to overthrow the oppression that has left us naked in the midst of a corrupt and entitled government. We must adorn our shawls of courage and stand up for what we have always cherished. Toss off spoiled and raggedy holdings and replace them with a diversely woven fabric that will carry us forward to a free and prosperous unity once again.
Jon Von Erb
6/2020
This is a politically-based poem using 'blanket' as a metaphor in a prose poetic style.
