All is upside
Down
Not one solid
Positive
Around,
Feel like homeless
Hound,
America's heart,
Protective kindness,
Drowned...
you have captured the uneasy 'weather' in America these days of living in an America some of whose citizens hate her and want to destroy everything that it was founded on--heartbreaking for those of us who believe the vision and intent of all people having the right to live and prosper
True. But, how do we change it. I am positive that the ones causing it don't read your poetry. In fact, they probably don't read anyone's poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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