Written five years ago

Pull down everything America,

Expunge your past,

Build up everything America,

Make every day,

One of start-up.

Start again,

And again,

And again,

For nothing is right that has gone before.

Not ever?

No not ever.

For yesterday is history,

And history is anathema,

And must be expunged.

Punctuated by curses and blight.

Today counts as today only,

And is devoid of meaning,

Once it becomes penumbric,

And fades from the light of day.

Tomorrow may be today, revisited ‘ad nauseam’,

But what has gone before is no longer,

But a dark, empty vacuum.

Every day is Groundhog Day,

In America,

A country,

Without ambition,

Denier of its traditions,

And content to mull

In a recycled morass of mess,

Day, after day after day.

America,

A country,

Standing for nothing,

Longer than twenty-four hours.

22/7/20 on the USA destroying its history