February 6, 2024

The Promised Land

By Tony Brown

Too much rain today
for the folks
in California.

How are they
supposed to sing
about the sunshine
if it feels like
a lie?

How are we
supposed to wish
for that promised land
when the people who live there
are drowning?

Tell me
how we can be our best old selves
when the planet
is telling us, implacably,
that we must change
or be washed away.  

About Tony Brown

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A poet with a history in slam, lots of publications; my personal poetry and a little bit of daily life and opinions. Read the page called "About..." for the details. View all posts by Tony Brown
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