He wondered as the newest day began
if anything he did would matter much
his arbitrary ambition
had failed to foster fruition
without a pointed purpose or a plan
and now he worried if he needed such.
A revolution doesn't always end
the tyranny oppressing those that long
to break the bonds prohibiting
their courage from contributing
the mettle to improvingly amend
and keep their constitution going strong.
Are You Reading Me?
3 comments:
Bob,
A poetic word or two about the very near disaster of the cliff and the posturing involved...Thank goodness some sense arrived, eventually...
Thank you for your faithful visits and support at my Blogs Bob:)
Happy New year to you and yours,
Eileen:)
Well there's not much hope for that crew in Washington but we can try to govern ourselves.
PS - Thanks for your continued visits as well, I really appreciate it.
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