Pieces

Comminuted fractures

From head to toe

Side to side

Nationwide epidemic

Disconnected with internet access

America in a little black dress

No longer the damsel in distress

Courtesy of the forgotten

Emerging from the shadows

With a ballot

Imploring for Justice

But no sound from the mallet

Also deaf and dumb

Blindness, a pre-existing condition

The fragmentation is too severe

Rivals and bandages

Will not adhere

A billionaire whispers

To the shadow

And the map

Turned red with anger

Then turned to a stranger

And with a tear

In her eye

The shadow asked

"Can you make me great again?"