"In 1968, America was a wounded nation. The wounds were moral ones; the Vietnam war and three summers of inner city riots had inflicted then on the national soul, challenging Americans belief that they were uniquely noble and honorable people." Thurston Clarke
FULL CIRCLE
It is nothing new and I find it strange
That history itself had not brought change
Oppressed these days, the people, we
As we struggle to find some dignity
We have lost our face around the world
We're catching all the insults hurled
Yet our president remains stubbornly idle
A stance that is globally suicidal
As terror grips nations one by one
Peaceful existence has become undone
Racial division on our own shores
The unemployed scream for more
But it's nothing new, we never change
And we the people don't find it strange
That a life of terror is on the horizon
And domestic unrest is steadily rising
DroneFingers
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