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Current mood:  artistic Category: Writing and Poetry
i like your style -- your crooked smile
can you play awhile today?
forget your work and that other jerk
as your soul -- it wastes away
renew, rejoice, raise up your voice
lest darkness steals the show
with silence forced, a lack of choice
abundantly is clear (plentifully it grows)
to solve the plight of might makes right
the west wears weary, begins it's decay
no time spent sulkiing solves this problem
the coward takes flight -- avoids the fray
all is quiet while the western world fronts
an action packed lack of substance
performing lackluster stunts
with a proud soft shoe dance
our view so skewed, can't hear the news
a veil of ignorance forms
the way to engage an enraged world stage
most folks haven't got a clue
-- from prague
9:57 AM
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