New Patriots Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
New Patriots
Anarchy upon us
in less than ten years…
Nothing can stop it
neither hoping nor tears
The Founding Father's
warning to ring…
"Revolution calling"
Jeffersonian brings
The mop or the handle
our floor will be cleaned
The face of new patriots
living unseen
Blood will be sacrificed
discord to reign
But out of its torrent
—freedom reclaimed
(Independence Hall: June,2022)
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