I want to write

A poem

About the United States

But words

Will not match

My disappointment.

How did we get so helpless?

Maybe,

My anger will

Replace this feeling

Tomorrow.

Maybe the Tweet
Can become mightier

Than the bill?

America,
The land of
The maybe baby’s.

One more day one more week
One more check.

A mere series of prophecies
To keep our eyes
Off of thee

Until the time comes around
When they’ll have
Something new to offer me.