Happy Memorial Day!

We know, we all do, only vaguely, that our world's
Going wrong. We think we know what once was
Right: a land of yeomen, hardly saints, who
Turned the lathes and worked the land, and
Wouldn't stand for shit from rich men. We
Went out and saved the world. That was what
We meant to do, but triumph changes
Expectations. We're not yeomen anymore.
We're two-bit satraps. Anyway, we left the land
And sold the lathes, and didn't realize until
It was too late that we are useless. We take
Shit from rich men now. We fight their
Wars and beg for loans to get by in
Our satraps' lives. We moan, but do as
We are told, and broke, and broken,
See, though only vaguely, that our world's
Wrong, and sense that those who save it
Next will be from somewhere else.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-05-24 at 14:40

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