ABYSS

 ABYSS

Our country is falling into the abyss.

A moment of silence please, for the freedoms we will miss.

Drifting off to sea, a woman's bodily autonomy.

These are wanton and dangerous times of a reckless high Court,

Decisions based on whims and sport.

Not concerned with checks and balances,

Or compassionate ways.

Today it's the women, tomorrow they come for the gays.

The orange madman left his mark in ketchup on a wall,

In disregard for right and good, he made this nation small.

Our country has fallen into a black hole,

The will of the people held in disregard,

Roe versus Wade lies in shards,

Like glass in the plates the orange man threw,

On the day his minions stormed the Capitol,

Without a thought of me and you.

Our country is falling into an abyss,

Into a giant black hole in space.

Hate it thrives and eats alive,

Those of another race.

The black, the Mexican, the Asian,

Good luck if you are not Caucasian.

If you are female and poor you are on your own.

To have that baby despite your desire otherwise.

The high Court looks at you with disapproving eyes,

A damned patriarchal entity who thinks your body its domain.

Setting you up for a life of pain and shame.

Meanwhile we are coming undone, by our fascination with the gun,

Madmen shooting up schools while our leaders claim 

there's nothing they can do for us

Except pass laws to control a woman's uterus.

But listen close to this, you who orchestrate the fall.

America was meant as a melting pot

With liberty and justice for all.

If you do not want an abortion do not have one,

If you do not want a same sex marriage, 

Marry someone of the opposite persuasion.

Make no such laws for those of us living out our lives,

No such laws are justified, there is no such occasion.

Do not curtail my liberties, kindly do not tread on me.

Give us back our freedoms, take away your hate,

Remember the separation of church and state

Or watch with horror the shit show of this,

America slipping into the abyss.

-Bruce Potts

Copyright 2022

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

WE WILL MARRY

WE WILL MARRY

We will marry, we will marry,
No reason left to tarry.
No longer will we be sold short,
By our state or by the courts.

We will marry, we will marry,
Raise a glass of wine or sherry,
In a farmhouse or a stable,
In the house of the seven gables.

To you my long betrothed,
I will hand a single rose.
And I will crown you king,
On your finger place a ring.

We will marry, we will marry,
On the courthouse stairs,
We will speak our vows in earnest,
To the crowd assembled there.
In a barn replete with horses.
Or the finest of golf courses,
On the sand or in the shales,
With the dolphins or the whales.
On a prairie buttressed by the winds,
Amidst a chorus of violins.

We will marry, we will marry,
Here in the land of the free,
Love will join our fates forever,
From now until the twelfth of never,
In your heart I'll be.

Forever will our stars align,
Never brokenhearted,
The heavens issue forth a sign,
The clouds have all but parted,
It may have taken fourteen years,
But we'll finish what we started.

We will marry, we will marry,
The choir will sing a tune,
Be it in broad daylight,
Or beneath the August moon.
To any and all detractors,
This I have to say,
Virginia is for all the lovers,
Both the straight and gay.

We will marry, we will marry,
Our lives will intertwine,
For always I will carry,
This love of yours and mine.
My heart it overflows with pride,
This life's become a happy ride.
And we will raise a gleesome toast,
To our friends and all we love the most.
To all of you we raise a glass,
And start our lives as married chaps.

We will marry, we will marry,
On Christmas Eve or a day in June,
We do not know for certain when,
But it will be someday soon.
We will marry, we will marry, 
No reason left to tarry,
No longer will we be sold short,
By our state or by the courts..

-Bruce Potts
Copyright 2014
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED