“Strange Days for America” by William David


These strange days with many strange ways.
Blind people with eyes that can see,
… yet they can’t.

Minds that can open, but won’t.
Everything a craze,
Things just aren’t what they use to be,
… I hear the people rant.

People should do something, but don’t.
Up isn’t up anymore,
… But down is still down.

For some, doing wrong is okay like never before,
The ends justify the means they expound.
Left is so far left that right isn’t right anymore.
… I hear the voices screaming all around.

But these days, nobody can talk about anything,
For it may surely offend.
Someone, somewhere, somehow looking for something
Always on moral grounds, many pretend.
… I can’t help but wonder.

Why can’t we come together and work it out?
While some sensationalize the petty
With so many real problems to worry about.
It ain’t looking too pretty.
… This is such a blunder.

With hate and division some continue to shout.
These strange days and their ways cannot win out!
It’ll be up to you and I,
You know we’ve got to try.
… To restore our lives before they’re torn asunder.


After a successful career as a Senior Architectural & Engineering Designer working with international mining and Land Development companies, William David is retired now and living in Tucson, Az. He likes spending time now devoted to his passion: writing and reviewing poetry. William writes for his pleasure and for the pleasure of those who might read his poems.