The Pouring Out by Stephen Jarrell Williams

The pouring out of more political talk

Spattering upon our heads

 

Closing our eyes and bowing

Not in respect but a reflex of disbelief

 

Again our hopes beneath our feet

Stuck in the mud

 

Sloshing around in our own doing

Not knowing which way to go

 

Our land a muddy wilderness

Extending into the glow of the horizon

 

That horizon always beckoning

With the light of truth.

 

Bio-
Not so long ago, Stephen Jarrell Williams was called by some, the Great Poet of Doom…  Now, he writes at night, enthused, and waiting for the Coming Good Dawn.

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