Beautiful? And Broken.

What a glorious place is this,

that the freedoms of speech and religion prevail.

What a devasted place is this,

that th stifling of free press exists.

What a magnificent place is this,

that our market is free and laissez-faire.

What a terrifying place is this,

that our children go to school in fear.

What a twisted world we live in;

Where the beauties and tragedies


They swirl

They swirl until they hurl

Us through their chaotic existence.


Hope will prevail,

as it always has.

Hope will prevail,

and it will eternally save us

from the mess that we have made ourselves. 

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world


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