No truth in the booth

When it comes to directives, maybe it’s more about perspectives.

No truth in the booth
An acrostic selection on the pending election

Conflict and chaos send voters awhirl,
As contrary claims are debunked, truth grows muddled.
No ballots are counted, but we’ve come hinged.
Don’t we know better by now?
It’s clear the world’s gone topsy-turvy.
Debaters dig deep for dirt, and vice-versa.
Ask anybody. Even the future’s door is turned upside down.
Time for a reset. We’re not gonna find a Savior on the ballot.
Everything changes when we realize this isn’t really our home.
Suppose we remember the Lord isn’t running for President.
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson

This poem was posted in response to these prompts:

31 Days of Poetry and Writing: Write about some change in your life which came about because you opened a door. (29)
31 Writing Prompts: If you could go one place in the world, where would it be? (29)
OctPoWriMo: - “upside down” – with “topsy-turvy,” “vice versa,” “contrary,” “unhinged,” and “muddled” – ACROSTIC POEM (29)


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