Prophet of doom stood on a bridge of glass
brandishing a heavy sledge hammer
with "racism" etched on the business end
as people looking to cross gathered.
Each time she spoke she pounded heavily
on the delicate and fragile glass
fomenting anxieties that filled the air
and a deep reluctance that prevailed sad
Unswayed by the diatribe of rhetoric,
the hammer being wielded recklessly;
I cross the glass bridge unscathed
demonstrating to all the possibilities
But the standoff at each end continued
as she joined forces with another alike.
Through dark forests they came to hear
dividing all at the bridge that unites.
DionWorx
Politicians...the modern-day prophets of doom
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