The rising tide of dark money in the courts
from billionaires in a macabre dance
with the bleeding body of our Democracy
upon the grave of long neglected Lady Justice,
her scales broken, their taxes refunded.
(Art by Daniel Eskridge.
Poem prompted by Sammi Cox’s Weekender and Living Poetry’s Monday prompts.)
About Bartholomew Barker
Bartholomew Barker is an organizer of Living Poetry, a collection of poets in the Triangle region of North Carolina where he has hosted a monthly feedback workshop for more than decade. His first poetry collection, Wednesday Night Regular, written in and about strip clubs, was published in 2013. His second, Milkshakes and Chilidogs, a chapbook of food inspired poetry was served in 2017. He was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2021. Born and raised in Ohio, studied in Chicago, he worked in Connecticut for nearly twenty years before moving to Hillsborough where he lives and writes poetry.
Bartholomew Barker, Poet 
Very aptly penned.
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Thank you, Pat. Political frustration is getting the better or me.
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That will go in m’blog…and I’ll attempt to copy over the image as it’s …perfect.
You’re not always cheery – but you are always good at what you do!
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Thanks, Bernie! I made the artist’s name a link to the image you should be able to grab it there.
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Dunnit….
http://www.spanglefish.com/berniesblog/blog.asp?blogid=16582
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Thank you for promoting my poetry, BB!
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You’re welcome, BB
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