Love It Or Lose It
The dirty laundry
of democracy
Near impossible
to clean
You bask in freedom
until it’s gone
Whose nightmare kills
the dream
Warts and pimples
in plain view
Perfection
for the sage
To govern
as the Lord decrees
Our liberty
uncaged
To make those choices
for yourself
And pay the price
be damned
Instead of letting
tyrants rule
To serve
— at their command
(Villanova University: September, 2025)
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