hyperbolic acid

this country was founded on God and nature
he says

but which God
and whose nature
should we return to

to revive
this staggering
bled out animal

not yet hamstrung
but close to it

I shout back at a radio
that is not listening

I am sick of speeches
& want to hear
past blame
thrown in faces
like acid

close ears

& open eyes
because
speech will not fix us

& party platforms
are rickety footing
to balance hope

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About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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12 Responses to hyperbolic acid

  1. You sure know how to end your poem with a big bang :-)

  2. Ian Moone says:

    Very nice social comments, liking it lots

  3. I drop off for a couple of days and find it’s hard to catch up with all of your work! I love your productivity, it is an example worth following. :-)

    I really like the frustration -even rage- that’s here. And the juxtaposition of speech beside

    this staggering
    bled out animal

    really does capture the anger/despair I know I feel and am tapping into here.

    • I am so sorry, Jeremy–it can be rough going to catch up on my writing, and I give you LOTS of credit for trying :)

      I really WAS yelling at the radio yesterday, during a certain speech given around 9 EST while I was in the car, driving somewhere. I asked Zoe to write down the phrase “hyperbolic acid” for me, and wrote the rest as soon as I came home :)

  4. doncarroll says:

    this certainly has a bite to it. nicely done susan:)

  5. Powerful statement, Susan. I get angry too over here at the way our politicians talk and talk with action

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