Standing At the Brink
by Michael Doyle

This age of prevailing ill-liberalism
Breeds little but despair and pessimism
There's a breakdown in our society
That has brought us into a time of anxiety

Once beautiful cities have turned into blight
It seems we are falling into our darkest night
Our pharmaceutically paid for addictions
Only serve to feed our electronic distractions

While the future is saddled with yesterday's debt
Poor economic decisions have bled and wept
This nation is divided by oligarchy and mob rule
Ponzi schemes of student loans riddle our schools

Whatever happened to the common good?
What is it that we've misunderstood?
True progress no longer seems the priority
As we slip and edge toward civil war or tyranny

We've lost our way from progressive empathy
It's not led to the birth of a new humanity
The elite see the people as a threat to democracy
Preferring instead their own sense of eco-theology

At every turn, the liberal attempt at a solution
Has added up to naught but contemptible pollution
All of which has added to worsen the divide
And resulted in the people seeking to decide

What it is that will be then be next
As the historical inevitability moves and connects
In a plumbing project of recovery and recreation
It will  overturn the relied-on constitution

Changes seem destined for history's dustbin
As our leaders fail again and yet again
And ordinary people seek order and stability
We desperately hope for our nation's continuity

(c) April 19, 2024   Michael Doyle
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