everyone fends
for himself.
society’s favorite proverb.
fence constructed (check)
in place (check);
now go, seize the day!
(in your neatly erected prison)
to show
weakness
means getting crushed
to pulp; the brink of extinction
under
bureaucrats’ shiny boots.
pay them well…
blood money;
it looks like
Tom Sawyer’s new Gang
missed a few spots –
there were
not enough funds;
there were
gaping holes
in the contract.
to each his own –
mankind
consists of
black, white;
shades of gray…
and, if we’re lucky,
there’s still color
on the edges.
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Brian is tending the bar over at dVerse – today, we are to write poems inspired by Sue Ann‘s lovely artwork. Come join us!
photo credits: Sue Ann
wonderful take on the image!
♥
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thanks, dani!
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So cool! You need to do this more often!
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i do now and then… 😉
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I simply love the last stanza of this. It stands as a poem on its own!
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thank you so much 🙂
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