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  1. A general poem about the cultural divide we are struggling with in America

    The Myths We Choose to Believe

    Sometimes Personal Freedom gets a hard check from the State,
    At other times Washington shivers when “We, The People” get irate-
    A complex dance political revealing truths in the human state.
    Modernist/ Postmodernist dialectic tumbling through the mind,
    Without a moral/ ethical backbone does it matter what you find?
    An empty gnawing in the belly says that both are wrong sometime.
    The Faith of our Fathers moved mountains and sustained us in our youth,
    Now Fatherlessness is society’s issue and bears a vicious tooth-
    Fatherless becomes faithlessness and masks a clearer truth.
    It matters not if God is alive or dead when you stare long into the abyss-
    Struggling against mortality, die cast, arrow spent, target missed;
    Monster Hunters, begat Monsters in themselves and that is not a myth.
    Though the future may seem dreary- culture conflict, endless war,
    The Myths We Choose to Believe prepare us for life and maybe something more.
    It does not take mount-moving faith to make us better than before.
    For some of us the distant mark rises above a polity,
    Heaven or Hell right here and now or for eternity,
    Depends upon love for our brother and all of humanity.

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