Earthshake

Two cents
Concealed

One intent
To Steal

Slowly driving
Appeal

Two hands
On Wheel

Intersection
Brakes squeal

Across the world
It feels...

It feels as if everything is in its rightful place
And then...

Earth shakes
We feel

Street signs down
No stop
Yield

Poverty creates
A forcefield

Arms are open
No roit
Shield

In the night
We fight
Scream

In the day
We plant
Dream

In the end we stand firm
All the while we should learn

That one day it may be our turn
My two cents used

What have you learned.....