Tears Of The Founders Poem by Kurt Philip Behm

We've abused our great freedoms
to reap the results
with school and church shootings
hate speech a new cult

No respect for the flag
or sacrifice made
ignoring our veterans
despoiling their graves

Our streets wait in ambush
where the enemy hides
to prowl in a wasteland
where evil decides

The constitution a weapon
to pervert and inflict
traitorous courts
with laws nondescript

And blindly we run
(toward the cliff)
greed our marching song
narcissism the battle cry
—America is gone

(Ardmore Pennsylvania: April,2023)