Waxing Poetic
Their focus is on Shanghai, the way
They’re bustling back, once again living for the day,
While our own beloved streets here in the USA
Apparently ringing of suffering and death? but why? is it because? - hey!
Look around, everywhere we’ve traveled they
Are out and about, people bathing in Pagosa Springs, the lay
Faithful are trying to pack the churches while women bring offerings and bursting red colored clusters of dried green chilies in Santa Fe,
And there is dancing in the streets in Durango, Silverton, and Ouray.
A penitent nation flies through the fiery rhymes of Alexander Hamilton
And Feser’s five, foolhardy proofs for God’s existence (making more sense now than before the pandemic).
Small crowds are gathering to sing the National Anthem,
Looking each other in the eyes and searching for an end to it.
Filipino food in Clovis, RVs, railroads, and cattlemen...
The country’s blazing back while the media’s waxing poetic - pathetic!
Gary Edward Geraci