January 6th (Posted: 1/9/2021)

A strike at the very core of our nation.

Mindless siege. 

No honor, or Morals.

Villains; radical thugs,

Illustrated in their depravity.

It makes me ill, sad, and 

Most of all angry.

Now, the U.S. hangs her head in shame, 

Trying to deal with what happened; and

Forced to listen to what others have to say.

Allies, and enemies alike.

With all the horrible things that have occurred.

I feel there's no end in sight. 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I do agree. I will be glad when the old leader are gone and maybe. We can improve the USA. Last two weeks. Our leaders looking tomfollery. I am hoping for better days.
Coyote

[Audie G. Couch]

Me too, Coyote, me too.

[Chris Shaw]

What has happened this week is a small blot in your history. Each nation has it's own blemishes. Ours has a chequered past too. The future looks brighter. I feel your pain here Audie.

Chris

[Audie G. Couch]

Thanks for your comment Chris, and for understanding.

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

This poem is filled with volumes of meaning that is so well versed. I also like the detailed imagery like in "the U.S.hangs her head in shame." Excellent write. Tyfs

[Audie G. Couch]

Thanks =-)