This isn’t a poem – IT’S A WARNING 

To inform your 4 AM scrolling
It’s all a show, don’t you know 
Covering up fascist patrolling 
 
The message is out of the bottle 
The news tries now to flood
Hard to read, I concede, and
Stained with immigrant blood
 
They’re loading the cargo planes 
Have you heard of the Dirty War?
With dismay, I learned today that
Shackled bodies are washing ashore 
 
Back from the Florida amusement park
Where my daughter and I walked miles
Tell me please, how to make peace with 
Funding Alligator Alcatraz for her smiles
 
We are all still posting photos here
Of sunshine and beach and traveling
Polite exchanges, they rearrange us to 
Ignore Constitutional rights unraveling 
 
Tensions between citizens are growing
Viewpoints can only be traveled by car
A future so violent, I can’t stay silent 
And I’m judging you harshly if you are