The great state of Arizona, by changing the gun law (we don’t even have to have a special permit to carry a concealed weapon) earlier this year, embraced the Second Amendment. However, with its recent immigration bill, the state is trashing our freedom from unreasonable search and seizure, which is also guaranteed by the Bill of Rights. I’m furious. I’ve lived in Arizona all my life and now I’m thinking about moving. Is there a poem out there that will help me reconcile this ugly hypocrisy? What would a poet do in this situation?
— Love, Mom
I don’t know, Mom. When poets perceive an injustice, they might attend rallies, write letters to the editor, or donate what they can to an entity committed to ending a policy. They’d probably write poems (or columns) and channel their frustration into something constructive.
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