History Repeats
Why is vision oh so short?
Why do we always look up, for our support?
Any builder can tell the tale.
It’s a solid foundation makes structures well.
Only from a solid stance.
Does a society have a lasting chance?
Read this adage learn it well.
It should clang like a ringing bell.
As the foundation crumbles the structure it shall fall.
Look around at our tattered feet.
Recognize they represent our coming defeat.
From the first day we’ve walked this way.
Time and again, as it falls we pay.
I guess it’s best to say it like this.
Somatically speaking the truth exists.
The head don’t go where the feet don’t assist.
ANYTIME YOU KNEEL BEFORE ANOTHER AND PLEAD FOR A BOON
YOUR DISAPPOINTMENT IS COMING SOON.
Copyright © Gregory Cox | Year Posted 2010
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