What's Left

What’s Left?

Has it all gone away?

Our conscience, our soul, our will?

What’s left is here to stay.

Though many chill, the left thrill.

What’s left is any progression

To confuse, mislead, or destroy

Our most prized possession

And its unraveling, their method deploy.

What’s left to control,

Oppress, and dominate

Is not some part but the whole

Social strata to subjugate.

What’s left is a “living” Constitution

And not our Forefathers’ foundation.

It lives to prepare for adversarial persecution

Of murmuring winds from an original nation.

What’s left are new winds

Of persistent change incapable of standard.

What’s left rescinds

Rights, politically gerrymandered.

 What’s left is a humanly constructed deity

Of poverty, attachment, and death.

A government of forced homogeneity,

All the left’s lie, its shibboleth.

What’s right is saving our nation.

What’s right is seeing through the storm.

What’s right is saving the next generation

From what’s left to conform.

© October 2016 Worth Earlwood Norman Jr