The Poverty of Our Reality

As childhood innocence gets snatched away
Still masked for yet another sad birthday
Kept distant from their friends and family
To bloom alone in social poverty
Division festers while our leader gloats—
The old fool cannot even read his notes!
The sainthood of his cronies self-proclaimed
Whilst propagandist hacks divert the blame
Our judgement nigh—Alas, Babylon!
Whilst mindless servile lackeys come to fawn
Our freedoms cast before a tattered throne
Whilst men of honor, stripped of armor, groan
I pray the light of truth will bring about
Our people’s will to cast those rascals out!

Written by ReggiePoet (Reggie)
Published | Edited 2nd Mar 2023
Author's Note
Revelation 18:10, with a nod to Pat Frank's 1959 novel.
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