Monday, July 15, 2013

For which it stands

There are times when I think my country’s just
   A bigotry picnic, and all I see
Is how the system that we’re told to trust
   Kills everything that we profess to be—
How the cruel engines, under what we care
   The most about, will not be satisfied
Till in the name of fairness we’re unfair,
   And in the name of honesty we’ve lied,
And all that we believe in is undone
   By what we do.  And if we cannot see
Our way to being just to everyone
   And make no vow in vain, our fate’s to be
      A pompous giant whom we cannot call
      A land of laws till justice works for all.


Copyright 2013 Matthew J Wells


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