God Bless America

The book-club women have come, every one
Of them driving a tank, a fortress on wheels,
And, though they like to think that they have
Good intentions (black lives do matter),
Nevertheless, the crime rate is rising. This
Isn't the time to be cutting back funds for
The keepers of peace, and it isn't the time
To let radicals rule. Their husbands have
Health insurance, and, anyway, women
Of their sort can cancel their pregnancies.
It's not as if they are everyday whores,
Who, they know, kill their fetuses without
A thought. Life as it is really isn't that bad.
They climb into their fortresses when they
Are done, and go home, happy nothing will
Change.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-07-02 at 02:44

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