Colleen’s challenge this week is to write o syllabic poem on the theme of the illusion of power. I have attached a photo of Downing Street, but the White House, or any number of other political and economic locations would done as well.
Illusion of having complete control
People bow and do whate’er you say
Might making right in your own view
No concern for ethics’ ways
Your conceit and power
Going hand in hand
Till the piper
In the end
You must
Pay
Padre
Nice. Love that shit of Downing St. too.
Pat
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Padre, this is so true! How did we let this all get so out of hand? It seems like the entire world is run by lunatics interested only in lining their own pockets. Well said, my friend.
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