V Shattered and scattered: Our Founding Fathers have suffered another death. Their dusty bones can be heard rattling throughout The late twentieth century democracy That allows science and technology to run amok, Finally destroying any recognition of their Dream. Flattered and battered: Many other Ideals can be unearthed From the garbage pits of history, And in these fragments of disillusionment Something of value will ultimately emerge. To Some It Matters: The Cry previously heard only in the Wilderness Can be felt sighing through the cities and towns, Racing unchecked down mean, terrorized streets To Call your Name. If anyone is listening, please acknowledge. If anyone is listening, please acknowledge. If anyone is listening, please. . .