this renovation of the world
continues beyond
any event we can control
no previous way of doing business
stands against the weasels
who run all these new games
and those who join
in their daily nibble
on the heels of the noble fallen
who were shaped by a time
that passed before their eyes
and is now bringing them to where they're
beyond their capacity to cope...
but the games are not new
and the crooked variable rules are the same
for those who would kill or be killed
let their aim be true
(though it never is...witness
the innocent bystanders
clogging cemetery plots
that should welcome their assailants)
let all who would proceed
do so as ever at their own peril
I know my time has gone passed
but I'm obliged to do my daily do
regardless of my diminishment
and what this closure on the lives
of me and mine means to anything
has yet to be determined
and opened at last...by who?
Content (c) 2008-2013 Philip Milito.
Friday, January 18, 2013
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