THE EARTH IS FLAT AFTER ALL

Dubbed Democracy, it used to be

top of the line, the lead ship at sea,

and on the land it served as well,

until the strains of its death knell fell,

 

having an underbelly swole

with all the pilfered things they stole

in broad daylight, and on tv!

Gone is the half belief in he

who’ll take us safely to the shore

while staying steadfast to the core.

 

The compass nestles in the deep

while those on board remain asleep.

They used to say the earth was round,

that right makes might, but I found

that all I knew I now know not,

and not so sure that we’ll endure,

to make a safe arrival.

Nan