Now Democracy
Life is a spec of illusion
in this moment of history,
in this hour for empathy,
we are ripe with no delusion.
To gain victory’s conclusion
into the storm’s eye, we must go,
against the rage-fueled inferno.
With spirit of a promised land,
and power of the strong right hand,
freedom fires in our hearts shall grow.
My entry for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge No. 16 GROW. (A New Challenge here on ronovanwrites.com)
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Unfortunately the words ‘storm’ and ‘inferno’ are most certainly quite appropriate now
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The 2nd stanza particularly WOW’s me–fine work, Ron.
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Thank you.
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You’re most welcome 🙂
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Really great poem with so much relevance to today’s times.
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Thank you. Kind of went where it wanted to. 🙂
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Usually the best way to go!
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This is great and so relevant to life as we are now living it.💜
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I could connect dots between my country and in the poem…this is so relevant!
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Thank you.
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