Tuesday, 9 July 2019

Surviving The Age Of Trump (July 9, 2019)

People will disagree 
What I'm writing. 

Never comfortable 
With strong courageous 
Or inspiration label. 

Accept survivor.

Often struggle
What life means.

Placing others 
Ahead of myself
Guilty - saying "no".

As if
Personal ethics 
Morally wrong.

And yet 
Moral toughness
Necessity requires. 

To survive intact
Balancing contradictory needs
Without losing my soul.

During this age
Of demagoguery.

People like myself
Society views
As weak.

Therisa © 2019

Author’s note: Those who read my poetry, know that I’m very emotional. Especially, over the past 6 weeks, have found me, more often than not, balling my eyes out, over the despicable conditions of the US detention centers, around its southern border. I know the Trump administration and its supporters, will disagree with the correct usage of concentration comps, which thousands of Latin American are being held, in barbaric conditions, not seen, since the liberation of the Nazi Concentration Camps of WWII. A scene, no one wants to witness again.

1 comment:

Grace said...

I can relate - his policies and administration are despicable. Hope you are well.

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