July 2019 – Page 4 – clcouch123

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July 2019

Please Wait

Please Wait

Wait

I have something for you

It’s today

I don’t know if you need it

But please take it, anyway

No cost

All you have to do

Is wake a little

In barely an existential way

I don’t mean to pry or push

I didn’t bring the dawn

I’m only asking

For a little time

Go outside

Sponge up everything you can

You don’t have to return

But I’ll wait

In case

You do

It’s fine, I have a book to read

And I can put my life on hold a little

Because the time is worth it for

Discovery of meaning

And if you’ll have it

Maybe you’ll tell me

Maybe not

This is yours

All this is yours

It’s all for you

Redemption in small moments

Sometimes it’s the best

We get to have

An affirmation of a gift

From me to you

On behalf of

One who calls down the day

Each time

Until the last

When small becomes gargantuan

Each thing matters more

For being minor

Yes, I’m not a caller

Not a surrogate

Simply who gets to say, now and then

Yes, it’s all for you

C L Couch

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Oh, Say

Oh, Say

The American dream

Overextend the company

Charge more for products

Reduce services

Pay people less

Try to eliminate benefits, so-called

Maybe get raided by another firm

Everyone is fired

Move on

Wait, what?

What happened to Knute Rockne

And Jim Thorpe?

Horatio Alger

And the poor match girl?

(wait—she died)

The lives of Harriet Tubman

(whose image we pretend will go

on a twenty, yeah, someday)

Sojourner Truth

The words of Frederick Douglass

Susan Anthony

And to those

Asian and Latinx

Black and even white

In museum heritage

Or not known at all

Who made it?

What is it?

A home, a family

A car unless there’s good transit

In the city

Enough possessions

Something to pass on

Assets, among them

A good story

Justice enough

Truth enough

Faith a little more

Love more than that

A choice

A say

A vote

That’s some dreaming

That was here a while ago

But I can’t find it in my pockets

Or outside where I hear

The pundits

And pretenders

Evoking bitterness

And gorge onto

What should be a better scene

With sapling promises all

Planted, taken care of

Back to basics?

No such thing

Even on a good day

You like basics?

Me, too—guarantee of shelter

Food and opportunity

And, yes, I’ll say it

Say it with me

Freedom

I like reenactments

They rarely bleed

But some real blood might have to be

Spilled again

Before we’re through in

Or with

The world

And we understand what the world

Has been through with us

And a different ecumenism’s called for

Once we understand ourselves,

We’ll have to apply again

And take part

No longer the whole

That’s for villains in poor novels

And movies

So here’s the thing:

Forward to the basics

As in feed everyone

Learn democracy

Not from demagogues

Vote again

Rescind hatred

Don’t make it a crime,

Simply something lacking reason

Not to mention humor

We can learn how to laugh again

Without the grime

Without the fall

We can honor heritage

More so legacy

In festivals

Happy Birthday, USA

We can make it

If we try

C L Couch

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