Poetry: 45 –> 46 = Democracy

Day and Dawn
the time is here
Begone, go away, bye-bye,
please disappear

Cages and lies
promoted by hate
when it came to power
like greed—a refusal to abdicate

Neglect and diminish
the toll they wrought
we never endorsed
to take away our shot

Tropes and traditions
hopes and truths
we live in those moments
that’s never, ever been smooth

We plan, we play,
we love and hate
but in the dark
we congregate

Rise and behold
facts and choices do figure
in every sense, every city
consequences, like votes, do deliver.

By Pamela Mullins
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