The cats tore up the fabric,
hanging underneath the chair.
A wasp got in the house,
I chased it in my underwear!

A flaming pile of space of junk,
lit the sky out in the back,
Like it did the night before;
Are we under attack?!

Incidents occurring
Twixt the people and police,
Guns, beheadings, shootings
Will we ever have some peace?

Taxes! NAFTA! TPP!
Supreme Court nominees!
Don’t forget the deficit!
The level of the seas!

Democrats! Republicans!
They’re shouting in my ear!
Telling me that only they
Can quell my deepest fears!

In my search for answers
I turned on the TV news.
I watched it till I fell asleep;
but I was still confused.

Jeff Burkhart’s “Rhyme and Reason”
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