Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Status Quo (poem)

Status Quo

Children dying in the hovels of
Appalachia. Dark dead bodies
lying in the streets. Brown desiccated
corpses staked to alkaline hills
in South Dakota. Unemployed
workers wandering the streets like
zombies in an opiate daze. The trickle
never existed Ronald. That was just a
dream some of you had. A dream that
persists. A dream that will not happen.
There is no trickle. There is only a dam.
The dam must be broken. Our country
must be saved.

Kenny A. Chaffin – 1/24/2017

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