all together at the tea party

i

for all the illusions
that divide us––

democracy mirrors us
as we really
are––

gullible, arrogant &
afraid.

we are the humankind
that can’t bear the thought
of much
reality––
as we dissipate into
oblivion like a falling
star.

capitalism is not a
god nor
is selfishness a
sacrament.

democracy is a fragile
production of chance & not a
natural force.

it is only as strong as
its people’s ability
to trust one
another &
to resist
greed.

we live in a time
when the truth hides
in shadows & we
do not
understand.

the rich have gated &
locked their communities
as public evictions
to nowhere
begin.

our media keep us
illusioned
& condition us with
distraction.

they control the perceptions
we experience as
reality.

our democracy is a vibrant
plutocracy with voting
machines
as memorabilia.

bad-mouthed gossip rules
our world.

ii

we are the land
of the free
that has abandoned
the people’s law––

the home of the brave
empowered by high tech
brutality
& savvy dishonesty––

the wealthiest land
in all of time
whose gross domestic
product is
poverty
for the majority.

history is a remnant
of the future
come.

we’ve forgotten where
we’re going––

& except for selected,
hypnotic, user-friendly,
high-value-production
entertainments––

we choose not to be
awakened.

we cherish no proverbs
from our fathers––
can’t even hum
an advertising jingle
we remember in
unison.

we’ve been marketed into
exile &
segmented to
death.

each dollar bill
boasts
“out of many––
one”

we are no longer
one nation out of many

but grieving individuals
severed apart &
frightened into
pieces––
divided &
conquered before we are
born.

We the People
let loneliness ring out
from every mountainside.

iii

there are
some who chant
the words
of the sermon
on the mount––
& there are
those who never
heard of the gettysburg
address.

a few have not
forgotten that
lincoln was the
president who ended
slavery & forged the
conscience of our
nation––
but most do not know––
& if they are able
to recollect
they do not
care.

maybe
we’ll all need to fall
a long way
before we’re
willing to love
one another––

but on this trifle
of a planet,
as St. Auden advised,
we either love
one another or
die.