This Morning In Politics

This morning I woke up to see

That righteous anger pushed deep

So hidden inside me

Was out

Quaking and breaking the rocks on the hill

An avalanche to see

This morning is when

I realized

The president was me

And the extra pounds

I was carrying around

Exposed

No longer hidden underneath soft blue flannel

But up there

In a white golf shirt on TV

My righteous anger

The extra pounds

The shame

This morning there has been a change

I will not call the president by any other name

For he is only president

And I am those extra pounds

I am the shame

Can I turn my anger into authenticity?

Can I give this fat it’s proper name?

Can I love myself once and for all?

Can I leave righteous anger from my game?

For it had nothing to do about a president

This avalanche I woke up to see

It has everything to do with my righteous anger

That keeps the sun from shining

On the hill beside of me.

1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. readinpleasure
    Jan 17, 2018 @ 09:24:15

    Powerful indignation. And rightly so. Happy New Year. 🙂

    Reply

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