Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Hope Seller

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You, your prized stories foretell
of crystalline reborn uprisings
ambiguous revolutions
revolt or repetition

Your doctorate language opaque
as you mount the charismatic healer,
lay us low with scorched-earth smiling

Our leader, you implore
with your brow's Utopian promise
All we're to do is sign

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Comments:
This was wonderful Benji!!
thank you-I loved the first four lines.
I hope you and your family have a Happy Easter!!
 
Thanks Devin; hope you are well.
 
Lordy. Wordy.
 
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