A Shakespearean Civics Sonnet

by Kemmer Anderson / January 24th, 2021

The Constitution burns a hole in my
pocket, but what can I do? These sonnets
are far away from when the Founders’ eye
rested on the ideas Madison sets
out to present the Articles for us
to learn through years made for sure an oath
that will preserve, protect, and defend us
in this more perfect Union. In measured growth
our rising words that constitute this thread
woven into We the People whose choice,
mirror Article # 2, if read
correctly in Section 1, confirms the voice
spoken by Faith at the ballot box through Time,
unless Treason steals Reason’s vote by crime.

Kemmer Anderson walks his dog along the Trail of Tears in Chattanooga, Tennessee and has walked the streets of East Jerusalem in 1971, '83, 98, and 2015. Read other articles by Kemmer.

This article was posted on Sunday, January 24th, 2021 at 8:03am and is filed under Poetry.