Awake!

A Plea From a Concerned Neighbour

Where is the outrage?
Where the disgust?
When oil tankers are stolen,
Hard-won “rights” become dust,
As ICE’d handcuffs appear,
To hold captive brown skin,
The voices that cry out,
Seem muted and thin,
Where are the protests, 
As war drums beat faster?
Those bloodthirsty impulses,
Will lead to disaster,
The whimpers most heard,
Are the ones that complain,
“My grocery bill’s high,
And our taxes a strain.”

But what of the horror 
As health-care costs rocket,
Leaving the masses  
With scant lint in their pocket?
And where are the voices  
To unite and build
That seek peace and justice
And the promise fulfil, 
Of a world without bigotry
One where freedom is prized,
The common welfare of all 
Was the wise plan devised
Those voices are there       
But too often cower          
And seldom are heard       
In halls of real power

The voice of dissent
Is taken to court
Your "tired and your poor"
ICE now seeks to deport
Mighty USofA, 
how far your decline
Once standing with goodness,
Now with Russia aligned?

The lies and deceit 
Of this current regime
Muddy the waters 
And that is their scheme
To profit and gain, 
With no thought for the middle
Their grift brings them riches, 
While their chief learns to fiddle

I hope to see courage
So stand up and fight!
Protest and march!
Do what is right!
Persist in resisting
And work against hate
Love all your neighbours, 
Until this storm abates 

I don’t pretend 
To know the solution
But as things now stand
You risk dissolution