Tagged: nationalism

even in the land of

even in the land of
the free, we collectively
grieve when no one
is stepping up to
lead us,
hide our sons and
daughters from our
neighbors, run directly
into traffic,
masked or unmasked, struck
by the myth of
heroes and villains

the golden age is

the golden age is
always a fairy tale, between
those who remember

it for us and the stories
we sell ourselves to survive

** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: fairy tale