United States of Argument
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UNITED STATES OF ARGUMENT
Division arrives dressed as certainty, loud and well-tailored.
Opinions harden into furniture nobody remembers buying.
News becomes theater, and we all ignore who wrote the script.
Arguments stretch like highways with no exits, just speed.
Left shouts rights, right shouts louder, volume mistaken for virtue.
Dinner tables become diplomatic crises with mashed potatoes.
Jokes stop being funny when everyone is the punchline.
Then someone asks, casually, how did we get here this fast?
Rhetoric shrugs, checks its watch, claims it was inevitable.
Underneath it all, we recognize the lies too late to just confess.
Mirrors everywhere, but no one making eye contact with shame.
Polarization sells well—especially to those already divided.
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I was expecting a poem about the orange one, Chris, and you have delivered a perfect example of a name acrostic. I like the personification of rhetoric and these lines are so true:
ReplyDelete‘Underneath it all, we recognize the lies too late to just confess’
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‘Polarization sells well—especially to those already divided.’
Most famous name eulogized
ReplyDeleteBRAVO, Christopher
Much love
I can't stand to write his name, but I'm glad you went there. I was expecting someone would.
ReplyDeleteWell written poem about the current state of affairs.
ReplyDeleteI too considered this topic... Love that first line! Excellent Chris 👏
ReplyDeleteSo glad you went there Chris - brilliant 🙌
ReplyDeletePOW! Right to the gist of it here Chris. Well done. Rob Kistner here, but your comment section only allows me Anonymous? Wanted to say hello… 🙂
ReplyDeleteTo the J: many mum until his small slimy lecherous hand touches us. Not many left who are still mum at this point.
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