Beautiful? And Broken.
What a glorious place is this,
that the freedoms of speech and religion prevail.
What a devasted place is this,
that th stifling of free press exists.
What a magnificent place is this,
that our market is free and laissez-faire.
What a terrifying place is this,
that our children go to school in fear.
What a twisted world we live in;
Where the beauties and tragedies
Mix.
They swirl
They swirl until they hurl
Us through their chaotic existence.
However:
Hope will prevail,
as it always has.
Hope will prevail,
and it will eternally save us
from the mess that we have made ourselves.
This poem is about:
My country
Our world