Broken Home

Policed by toxic masculinity,
an entire nation like a 
battered wife,
twitching with PTSD
and suppressed anger.

Politicians praising the 
abusers, enabling,
perpetuating, celebrating
the evil and demonizing
the victim. 

Judges and courts
ready to find the 
technicality that
can set a murdering
cop free. 

Churches cheering
white supremacy and 
patriotism as conjoined
twins never to be

America is a broken
home unleashing 
her traumatized
children on an
astonished world.

© 2020 Deb Moore, All Rights Reserved

I love me some ‘Murica


I am deeply in love with this schizophrenic country I call home.

Land of the free.  Home of the firm and fast opinions on subjects one knows absolutely nothing about.

Of thee I sing with a courage of convictions completely unencumbered by contemplative thought.

Our rights are life, liberty, and the pursuit of a government of, by, and for all the right people.

I may disagree with what you say, but I will defend to the death my right to vote for the other side.

Election day’s a-comin’.

Let freedom ring.