America Bleeding Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

America Bleeding



Democracy's demons,
they follow and stalk
for every freedom
they strike like a hawk

The cost of liberty
its downside abides
to follow intrepid
with vengeance as guide

All men here are equal
to right and then wrong
pursuing their happiness
the short and the long

Hoping the majority
will rule most benign
many to suffer
from licensed decline

Nobility's tenure
its reign has been long
but treachery threatens
the best of our song

Tomorrow in focus
the few and the brave
must suffer the arrows
that seek to enslave

And onward we struggle
to save what we can
as menacing trouble
within starts again

This fight more than worth it
the day is now late
America bleeding
—our future at stake

(The New Room: May,2022)

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