Upside Down Poem by cheryl davis miller

Upside Down



In a world turned upside down
where victims are forgotten.
Series crusade criminals
and justice has no patron.

How could we be so callous
to believe this; to be right?
A murderers defended,
we forget the victim's plight.

In a world turned upside down.
where eleven hours seem hard.
Explain that to those victims
of a thirteen hour bombard.

This world needs to be righted
so remember that this fall,
vote for those who'll try to get
Humpty Dumpty ON the wall.

c.d.m.1/8/16

to be continued, ,

Upside Down
Saturday, January 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: chaos,justice,madness
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