To the Generals, Victorious
While you beat your chests
and thump your pecs, where
your soul has squeezed in
trying to find lodging
only to find
there is no room
in the inn.
*******
To William Carlos Williams, Pablo Neruda, et al: YOU are still my real heroes.
To the Generals, Victorious
While you beat your chests
and thump your pecs, where
your soul has squeezed in
trying to find lodging
only to find
there is no room
in the inn.
*******
To William Carlos Williams, Pablo Neruda, et al: YOU are still my real heroes.
Hmmmmm interesting !!!