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Francie Lynch Aug 2016
In the pitch of sleep
On a hot, humid night,
From a depth so deep
I woke in fright.
The overhead fan
Swirled the air,
The bedroom window
Was drawn and bare.
Out from the dark
I heard the scream
Penetrate and join my dream.
It slammed and splattered
On my screen,
An anguished cry,
An animal dies
Caught by a red-eyed predator.
I couldn't help but think
Of death,
Coming this November.
Emma L Waters Aug 2016
It doesn't matter to a bird
If it has one broken wing
Or two
It still can't fly
Either way,
Whether it's
a broken left-wing
Or, a broken right-wing
It still can't fly.
It doesn't matter to a bird
If there is a migration
On the horizon
It still can't fly
It doesn't matter to a bird
Whether it's a broken
Left wing
Or a broken
Right wing
The bird
will surely,
die.
John Reilly Mar 2016
America
How did we get here
24 hour news cycle
Veal force fed fear
Reality television
Without any content
Morality supposition
Flaming discontent
Ignored civic duty
We really don't care
Reward the unruly
We like what we hear
Some because
we're better than that
Others because
they want to take back
What never belonged
To only the few
It's not media bias
That you can undo
You've tended a tree
Of hatred and fear
Don't be surprised
By the fruit that it bears
It's become inconvenient
Even you can see that
Calling fact fiction
And fiction fact
It's a grand old party
But parties don't last
Your house is on fire
And you lit the match
DaSH the Hopeful Aug 2016
The non merciful metaphorical mercenary
Mastered ******* on critics when deemed necessary
Blow up the treasury
I ain't leaving empty handed,
Ima take a couple heads with me
It's never about the cash; lounge in a huge bath as soon as I'd stand in the rain and wash paper down the drain
Dead presidents spent on a winter coat
It's getting cold
I might move down to Mexico
And lean against the wall
Sombrero down with a sign that reads in Spanish "**** y'all"
Appalled at the outlook, I'd rather color in books than look at Facebook
Look at where this presidential race took us
We're getting *****, tooken advantage of
They ran amok saying **** they can't back up and y'all think they can handle us?
I pray that Yellowstone erupts and this place is all just ash and dust
I'll be gone, I'm all packed up, sayin **** it, move to Canada

Who's world is this
Don't give a **** who's,
I just pray that Trump lose
What a dumb ruse
Controversy don't win votes,
This ain't no TV show
Needa be in the mirror saying "You're fired"
I remember being nine and watching the Apprentice
Phony persona when the cameras rolling
Probly still on studio payroll
We gon' trust him with these nukes we holding?
AB Jul 2016
A serious danger threatens the
Stability of our country;
Democracy dangles upon a thread
& oscillates to every poll.
Today we wait at the crossing
Of two paths; which way will we go?

Will we pursue spite and ignorance?

Our way of life hinges upon
The prudence of our countrymen.
Will they rise to the occasion
Or flounder at the voting booth?
One or two impetuous votes
Could change the course of history.

Will we be on the right side of history?

The tortuous months soon to come
Will shape our fragile destiny.
So many important questions
Remain unanswered as of now,
But I can only hope that we
Will avert a catastrophe.
Denel Kessler Jul 2016
sodden fabric
twisted tautly
around a flawed
shaft

perforated drum
tumbles mixed
load damp
and tangled

each revolution
coins rain down
empty pockets
wave surrender
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