Poem: one

one nation

under the gods

seemingly indivisible

except for

the oppressed

the exploited

the invisible

one nation


with tanks

and with guns

as if might

is always right

and how

its will be done

one nation

of prisons

one nation

of cops

of racism

and violence

when does

it stop?

one nation

of outrage

at the hatred

that seethes

one nation

of people



just to breathe

one nation

that has

far too many

have nots

and a new


that needs

to be fought

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