A Tasty Pancake: A Vision of Moods

The syrup remains capped;
A medium stack lays there, in wait,
Upon a clean, stylish plate.
Uniformly inspired, the hungry eater
Splays that maple concoction
All over his or her breakfast;
A nation notices its notorious doctrine
All over the news channels,
In a decadent and desperate plea
For righteous and prudent,
Less testy and embarrassing contempt
For our democratic virtues…

Cost controls and loan forgiveness
Portray a rational sense of fairness
Amongst that not-so-venomous, dangling volume
Of escapist leisure;
A varicose objection to Trump’s insolence
And insistence on rambling conjures a legacy
Of gross injustice, exasperating many;
The required tax policies ignite
Morbid speculation of how completely
Overbearing corporations
Successfully hoard money
Gained by hardworking, less fortunate citizens
And classes;
Hard-earned credits for minorities,
Women, and gays and trans- and bisexuals
Fail to recognize the legion
Of risks and faults of the medium-ranged gravity;
Opportunities become inexorably linked
To unreasonable identities, fixtures, and facsimiles;
A society is prescriptively limited
By catastrophic choruses
And shocking spin campaigns.

And love is more than just an option -
It is a measure of respect, responsibility,
And unabridged decency…

For which merit must be construed
And wholly constituted…

On democracy and freedom,

And a person’s pursuit of the heightened standard
Of accommodations and commendations -
To fare, conjure, and celebrate
The truest and most correct way
In our global strata -

Covertly
Unconcerned and unconnected
To scenic,
Conventional morals
Of a grave and disparaging nature…

For that existing basis of merit,
And humanly constructed valor…