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JUST A HIGH RISE

 

You seek to point a finger

Find a fatal fault

Could be the mythic image

America, waves of grain

Victors in World Wars

Presiding over a United Nations –

Just a high rise

On the upper East Side

A paragon of virtue

To themselves as member states

Enjoying the privileges of the elite

In Manhattan social life

While exuding shame on the host country

Which makes room for all their pomposity

While funding a quasi world war

In Ukraine and Russia

With spillover a possibility

And Taiwan at China’s mercy

As it has long been –

Allowing it to suck up western capital

And technological know-how –

To be usurped by the red tiger

Who waits on the mainland

For the poor prodigal daughter

To return to the father –

Under the umbrella

         We sit idle

         By our computers

         Waiting for the power to come back on

         Waiting for the car to charge

         Waiting for our lives to start

         And waiting for the alarm clock

         To wake us up from this . . .                                           230712.1

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