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Could Animosities Cease in America?

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Val enjoys writing prose in rhymes by always leaving a message of a life truism in each piece.

Introduction

The whole world has become one huge audience in this unique political farce -- so no wonder that we, the immediate neighbors, act like all neighbors do, sticking our curious noses where it's not their place.

However, doing that, we are merely some clumsy imitators of those who have been doing that on a much bigger scale.

So, what do we see over the fence? Being good neighbors, we won't call it anything overly derogatory -- let's say, something like an "asylum for the politically insane" sounds polite enough.

We, Canadians, are not particularly critical, let alone cynical about the whole situation, as we honestly wish all the best to our southern neighbors. What a heck, we are so mellow, we wish all the best to all the people of the world -- especially now as another Christmas is approaching.

Somewhere within the next three pieces of my prose in rhymes, you may find my own genuine love and respect for American people. O.K., didn't go as far as to include their politicians, but a selectively loving neighbor is still better than an evil one, right?

So, as I always announce my imitations of poetry -- "here I go", and if you are willing to read a little between lines, you can't miss my big peaceful and respectful heart.

No Symbols of Freedom Were Ever Intended to Encourage a Freedom to Hate.

No Symbols of Freedom Were Ever Intended to Encourage a Freedom to Hate.

War created bizarre allies, while peace could be divisive.

-- Ian Rankin

Canadian Mr. Rogers about His Neighborhood

"It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood..."

and you know how the lyrics are going on

so here I am in Mr. Roger's all rosy mood

even though not exactly his mental clone.


But nor is America a neighborhood-in-the-sun

and I'm still waiting for all clouds to disperse

all that turmoil to be finally over and done

so I can write about it a happy verse.


Every time that I took a flight there

I was always asking for a window seat

admiring the landscapes from up in the air

huge cities and those farms all looking so neat.


Feeling at home, with each stranger like friend

might as well be Europe with my native town

so that I just can't wait for this crisis to end

with all those angry voices to quiet down.


"I always wanted to have a neighbor just like you"

sang good Mr. Rogers -- I'm feeling the same

longing to see America that I always knew

after all, we're only people, forget name.

An Underlying Fascination with Violence Finds Its Expression in Political Turmoil

An Underlying Fascination with Violence Finds Its Expression in Political Turmoil

Build bridges, not walls.

-- Suzy Kassem

Americanitis Syndrome

God be my witness, I love American folks

just like I love people of any other state

I'm not about to start a medical hoax

as if to paint America less great.


But when one of my kids would have laryngitis

I didn't call it "nice Louis Armstrong's voice"

so when I am talking about Americanitis

it's gesture of caring of my own choice.


Now, let's face it -- Americans are going nuts

yes, this diagnosis is not sounding very formal

it's becoming a chronic case of no-brain-all-guts

that seems to be turning into next national normal.


This is not America as the world has known

always healthy in spirit, so united and strong

political camps are pushing ideas of their own

while each seeing in the other too much wrong.


America used to be so clearly defined

Reps and Dems balancing common acts

now it's like both sides are losing their mind

and it's so hard to tell apart all lies from the facts


Could people wake up from this nightmare

once again to show the world their true face

to cure this Americanitis not seen elsewhere

and to stop this insanity of a wild political race.

Isn't That Peculiar How It Only Takes Our Defending Our Country So That We Can Forget Our Political and Racial Differences.

Isn't That Peculiar How It Only Takes Our Defending Our Country So That We Can Forget Our Political and Racial Differences.

All for one, and one for all, united we stand, divided we fall.

-- Alexandre Dumas (The Three Musketeers)

What Flag for This America?

Like a bunch of spoiled capricious kids

we raise voices like in out of tune song

each asking for the respect of their needs

and each making our demanding so strong.


In this tug of war we seem to be thriving

with our passion resembling sheer hate

appearing more like drifting than arriving

to some good predictions of country's fate.


Democracy quickly turning into a farce

dictating much more like the new norm

as if everyone's fallen down from Mars

perpetuating this crazy political storm.


No one seems to be listening to a reason

each sticking stubbornly to their affiliation

while there is no bigger act of the treason

than by weakening the spirit of the nation.


Those election colors of red and blue

can't belong to the same proud flag

with all that hateful, dividing brew

that's making it just a colorful rag.


Couldn't all the people look for common goal

instead of only seeing what takes them apart

so that their flag gets back its ever proud soul

waving above cool heads with its warm heart.

© 2020 Val Karas