My Left foot

My left foot pulses with extra energy,
my body has none.
Maybe all my energy is stored in my left foot.

In politics,
I definitely lean left,
and I believe left is right.

And if you lean right,
you believe right is right.
So, we have the great divide.

When left meets right,
the great divide can shrink—
but I think I am right,
it’s black and white,
white and black,
evil and good.
It looks really clear from where I have stood.

Freedom is taken away
for those not born in the USA.
Planned Parenthood fighting to stay alive,
our environment is threatened—
how will we survive?

I feel like our country has been hijacked
into a scary place,
dropped into hell.
I want to hide my face,
stick my head in the sand,
go to sleep and count little lambs.

I think I have PTSD—
there is so much to do
to set our country free.

So many lies now unearthed,
years and years
buried from most people’s view,
now each day
there is more that they spew.

More and more rights taken away—
immigrants, animals—
we are all prey
and we cannot pray this away.

Threats against each other
are rising like tides.
We have definitely been taking strides,
angry at what I see,
afraid of what will be.

Progress wilting
like flowers in the rain.
How do we stop
this freight train?

I have been so tired
waiting for my right foot
to find the energy
from my left foot
so we can walk together again.