letting sleeping dogs lie
sleeping dogs twitch and simmer
growling in their dreams
guarding gates leading to salvation
this promised land no longer
glows with hope
its torch once a welcoming beacon
burns violently
out of control winds
swirling in a harbor of hate
sleeping dogs shake violently
unleashing chokeholds
exposing incisors and canines
keeping freedoms at bay
promising to tear into the fabric
of a once selfless nation
sleeping dogs twitch and simmer
growling in their dreams
guarding gates leading to salvation
january two thousand seventeen
copyright j matthew waters
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