Only Karma Knows

A poem

Ridge
Scrittura

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There was a day
not so long ago,
when words and actions
only the neighbors
would know.

But now we live
in an age
when with only a tweet
a world war could wage.

Manifest in recent history
was a surreal time
void of reason and accountability
when a suborned and motley crew
attacked our seat of democracy
and shocked our moral sensibility.

Imagine life without the minor chords.
No minor thirds or perfect fifths.
To ignore their deeds
is to endorse their myths.

Their future only karma knows.
Either they will beat the raps
for their egregious acts,
or an orange onesie
will be their new clothes.

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by RidgeMagee

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