Fireworks herald the Fourth of July
and light up the darkened sky.
Our merriment, all of the the oohs and the aahs
fill the air, and yet they belie
the actual fireworks on the ground.
The sparks that fly left and right,
between our candidates vying for
their moment in the spotlight.
I love fireworks, they electrify.
My adrenaline surges and spikes.
But I have a political limit!
Can we confiscate some of their mikes?
I love the Fourth of July replete with parades, fireworks, and barbeques with celebratory people. We have to remind ourselves that we are celebrating our country's independence and the establishment of our democracy, the hallmark of which is our right to vote. Oh yes, and along with that is this interminable prelude called "campaigning". Ugh!
How are you handling these politics?