Damn you soothsayers of no avail
Damn you soothsayersthat pries on dignity
and leaves without a trail,
that hawks all words
on markets and courts
where gossip and dead birds
refuse to fall to the ground.
Damn you do-gooders and all you
that prance through moonless nights,
who believe that angels can't fall
from the face of smugness and heights,
never daring to charge the old father
with history's body pile
and all mislead, murky molestations.
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2007-02-10 at 00:12
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