Anonymous for Trump

Wed, 05/03/2017 - 12:07 -- ebf22

That Tuesday I refreshed CNN

over

and

over

and

over

again

for the faith in my country had been split open

by those who hid their support behind

silence

and subtle grins

and timberland boots

and lululemon pants

for the true deciders of our election

didn’t speak their opinions

but rather, remained sheltered during debates

 

ironic

 

that their brash leader made them feel resigned to secrecy

in order to protect their friends

whose identities they didn’t want to offend

 

but it was money or human rights

and taxes are more important than assault

and business is more important than race

money trumps all

 

and in the end, the hidden voice

released the loudest noise.

 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country

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