THE WORLD IS BLUE AND BURNING

a poem for America in crisis

THE WORLD IS BLUE AND BURNING

Can we stop
please

the neverovering?
the underwondering?
the fearingrage?

Can we wake up now?
Can we open our eyes?

The world is blue
and burning.

Can we tear these things
away from us

the mockinglathe?
the severinghate?
the killingfields?

The heart of everything
we hoped to be
is bleeding out
and dying.

Only love
has anything to say
worth saying
now.

Only those
willing to say it
can in such times as these
be rightly called

patriots.