dear gordon lightfoot...

This week has been hard for me as I’ve watched the tribal warfare in our great land, a land I love…I’ve struggled for words to express my ache…I’ve listened to the monologues, read the posts, and followed the threads until I choked on proof texts from both sides…this is all I have for now, they are words from the middle, flyover country, the strip no one pays much attention to anyway.

 

Dear Gordon Lightfoot, if you could read my mind

you’d get a whimwhamsical tale as this week’s been

a series of exhausting switchbacks further revealing

our nation to be quite divisible under God and while

some have never been more proud and some have

never been more right I’ve had to put my hand over

my ragged old chest not so much out of allegiance

as because of the heartache. I’ve got to say I just don’t

get it, I don’t know where we went wrong, and even

confessing that much will draw the ire and fire but

if we’re going to be real then I have to wonder when 

the smoke clears if we the people won’t realize that

heroes often fail and stories always end and like an

old time movie we all got burned in a three-way script.

  

 

 

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