The Question

So let us ask the question;

Of transformed galaxies and

Mass produced vanities

Of simple walks and simple talks

Of kings and queens and limousines or

Riding on the bus

And let us ask the question;

Of random death and high school fun,

Of Chinese checkers replacing guns,

Of starving children in the sun and

Monsters on parade,

And let us ask the question;

Of an American government’s slow decay,

Of gods of war and these violent days,

Of a well meaning people led astray

And those who blindly march,

And let us ask the question;

Of the cost, the price

And the wait

 

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R.M. Engelhardt