Poetry

America is Falling Apart

FALLING APART

 

I am surrounded by the profligate nature of failure.

It is a wild, nomadic thing.

It goes nowhere when it is going

And startles the accomplishments of others

Into stasis.

I am gyring in a widening circle of numbness.

I can’t feel anything in the cushion of my shoe

Except bunions.

America is falling apart.

Splinters wig out into my eyes.

I can’t see the truth beneath the bigotry of protestors.

They think they own the roads.

They drop ashcans from the Brooklyn Bridge.

Hundreds of narcissists marching down the highway,

Feeling entitled while they hate Wall Street

Or anything that helps them or gives them jobs.

A few kids killed by the cops.

Millions of us dying every day.

Obama promised to bring us together.

Lies are the things that elections are made of.

The views expressed in this opinion article are solely those of their author and are not necessarily either shared or endorsed by EagleRising.com


About the author

David Lawrence

David Lawrence

David Lawrence has a Ph.D. in literature. He has published over 200 blogs, 600 poems, a memoir “The King of White-Collar Boxing,” several books of poems, including “Lane Changes.” Both can be purchased on Amazon.com. He was a professional boxer and a CEO. Last year he was listed in New York Magazine as the 41st reason to love New York.

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