Thursday, December 31, 2020

Socialist Sonnet No. 14

 New Year Revolution


Cycle of the year is almost complete,

A moment to assume Janus and view

What has passed, for from the old comes the new;

Time now to make what is obscured discrete.

Pandemic has made nonsense of borders,

There being no safe, superior nation,

And it has been free cooperation,

Not competition, that’s met Covid’s disorders.

Capital’s shortcomings have been laid bare:

Health of one depends on the health of all,

Wealth of one prospers with the wealth of all,

While exclusive profit is shared despair.


Janus looks forward and can surely see

How folk might choose a better way to be.


D. A.

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