Daily Prompt 7/19/17: “Disastrous”

It seems to me not long ago

There used to be a time

When planting seeds of friendship

Didn’t go by so slow.

Now we’re split, straight down the middle

The parties’ slit, it’s truly a riddle, how we’re

Divided by race, and other things that we can’t choose

Our lack of companionship really gives me the blues

But I guess it’s something we all got to trudge though, the slime…

Living every day with the threat of a war or a missile

Reading the news makes my hairs bristle

I think we need to show more love

Doves, not tomahawks, and for a day just let slip.



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