A Poem Written by My Eleven Year Old Granddaughter and One of Her Classmates Two Days After the January 6th Attack on Our Capital

February 9, 2021

 Rock Bottom

Storming the capitol
A landmark in D.C
All at the hands
Of an ex-president to be
Rioters holding a flag of red white and blue
But it’s not the one we love
Did you get the clue?
The confederate flag
Being carried throughout
They carry it with love
Fly it with no doubt.
Windows broken
And lives taken
The president then speaks
He’s finally awakened
Senators scared
They run for their lives
If they had got too close
They could’ve died
Did the police do their best?
Was it really enough?
At the end of the day
People were in handcuffs
Tear gas spread
Guns got fired
All because they obeyed
Who they most admired.
Our country has a label now
That no one truly wanted
Our own people turned on us
Is the U.S haunted?
This really wasn’t a great way
To kick off a new year
It’s truly sad to be in a world
Where you sometimes live in fear
Although we’ve hit rock bottom
We know we will rebound
Because before you fly up
You have to touch the ground
This’ll go down in history
We won’t forget this day
We will finally pull through
‘Cause we’re the USA!

1 comment:

  1. Ah! If only our elected leaders had this level of insight into the human condition.

    Jerry Powers

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