Heart Attack Poem by Edwina Reizer

The heart of our nation's had an attack.
Its beat has slowed right down.
No cardiac surgeon could ever fix
the problem that's brought it around

It' s been brewing for years like arrhythmia
with its on and off woes
that come and go with our nation throbbing
forgetting the promise of those

who told us we were the shining stars,
the land of the free and the brave.
While all along the heart of its people
becomes harder and harder to save.

The woes of this nation start from the top
where the money like blood circulates.
While the heart of our nation slowly bleeds
as the oil of the rich coagulates.

The middle class works the jobs that are left
and the poor are left in the cold.
The peacemakers of song and words they tell
are forgotten and lies are sold.

We are the surgeons who must fix the problem
or the heart of our nation will die,
never again to beat or breathe free.
Together we all must try.