We’ll Never Learn
In arrogance your lips are curled, you stand here in the street.
The greatest nations of the world have fallen at your feet.
The Roman noblemen have hurled the richest food they eat.
A call to arms with flags unfurled is never indiscreet.
Misguided kings and presidents have taken things too far,
Their treaties and their documents are served with caviar.
You’ve witnessed all the battlements from here to lands afar
And listened to the arguments in toga like peignoir.
With tattered toga, absent arms, I don’t know how you cope.
You’re standing here with all your charms and listen to the Pope.
You watch the men with firearms while children turn to dope.
And just like man you hear alarms and never interlope.
I am a big fan of 14 syllable lines using Iambic Pentameter (I think Jeff called it Iambic Heptameter.









YOU GO JEFF



with love & light~ Desire~*~





















I do that every time 

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