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Oh poor dear
Broken America
To whom will you
Leave your bars
And laundromats?
Who will inherit
The warehouses
Of the dying?
Who will want
The poisoned soil
The Gideon Bibles
The libraries of ghosts?
Copyright 2021 Michael Simms
Michael Simms is the founding editor of Vox Populi. His latest collection of poems is American Ash (Ragged Sky, 2020).

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a sad commentary on what is left behind
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Thank you, Katherine!
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So sad. What has become of our country? Between the lines you may read that we brought it all on ourselves
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Exactly. Thanks, Vincent!
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Love this
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Thanks, Russell!
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Terrific, stunning observation!
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Thank you, Sarah!
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Powerful poem, Michael.
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Thank you, Alan!
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An envoi, but also an elegy…At the end I see empty rooms of tattered books
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Thanks, Jim!
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Very wise short piece.
Reminding me of I Am Waiting by Lawrence Ferlinghetti.
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Thank you, Saleh, for reminding me of the poem by Ferlinghetti, one of my favorites.
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