Upon These Jagged Crags

by Kenneth Vincent Walker / October 11th, 2020

Our democratic
Republic is no
More as it melds
Into the Great
Whore of Babylon.

With systemic
Racism and hatred
Galore we fell hard
Upon these jagged
Crags from Avalon.

Our democratic
Republic has finally
Come to pass. For
Long ago the grassy
Knoll killed Camelot.

In retrospect, we were
Naive and ill-equipped
To move beyond our
Prejudices, and free our
Necks of this feckless,

Reckless, albatross.

Kenneth Vincent Walker is a "New Formalist" Poet, Spoken Word Artist, Performer, and Author of BORDERLINE ABSURD (An Exercise in Rhyme and Reason), published by Poem Sugar Press 2015. Read other articles by Kenneth Vincent.

This article was posted on Sunday, October 11th, 2020 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.