The Way Countries Crumble. Poem by Sandra Feldman

The Way Countries Crumble.



How low have we fallen,
How much lower can we go?
Decadence and Dishonor
Not a convenient flow.

But the majority seems
Happy...
Incredibly so!
Even though, they have been
Taken for the ride of their lives,
From which recovery's miracle
Will not easily, glow.

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