Present climate might be described
“Uncanny”, how long will tyranny prevail
I can’t be aloof, accept such legacy
Innocence crashed, completely burned
Pause for peace (elusive) requires
Interlude of prayer
We can wait no longer, lazily
Deceiving ourselves that things
Will cycle ’round in time
Be reminded, Babylon was vanquished
This currently violent intrusion will face
Judgment as well, I trust…and what
Will be left to those surviving?
Will the world turn from illegal methods
Supporting, “the way it’s always been”?
Let’s stop talking about, and frustrating
Transition— Make needed changes NOW
Earth was once a Garden…
ZACK & ZELDA/Breathing Shallow Poetry, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.
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