When the end can’t come fast enough
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When everything is fake, a hoax, a witch hunt
TAP HERE TO SKIP
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When everything is fake, a hoax, a witch hunt
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When the moral is ceded to the unprincipled
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When integrity no longer has a place
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When the wall built is not a border barrier
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When the village allows the lie
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When the chief puts his own belly first
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When mourning for what’s lost begins
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When the end is in fog
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When the diggers refuse to check the casket for life
TAP HERE TO SKIP
© M Durfee
1/30/2020
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When integrity no longer has a place
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When the wall built is not a border barrier
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When the village allows the lie
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When the chief puts his own belly first
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When mourning for what’s lost begins
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When the end is in fog
TAP HERE TO SKIP
When the diggers refuse to check the casket for life
TAP HERE TO SKIP
© M Durfee
1/30/2020
Wow, friend Mark. This poem awesomeness … It rings true on every level … repetition and all … Love, cat.
ReplyDeleteAwwww shucks and thank you Meowmamma!
DeleteDoesn't really work that way though.
ReplyDeleteOnly in Candy Crush and Senate impeachment trials Jean.
DeleteLovely lyrical work as usual. Nice to be reading you WM.
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