ancestors

  • “The Ancestors” – Poetry

    Sparks fly? Of course not. Phantom slides are so ridiculous The truth is never told (Them and their monopoly.)   So gullible, yet so incredulous And their houses built on shifting sands The balance of the wheel goes ‘round! Inevitable  The stars are not deceived by pretense.   Darkness awaits the Light Light awaits the…

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