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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Open Letter to Thomas Jefferson You sir, destination unknown, I dare To address. A son of worthy causes For land vast in majesty and vast as Vast can be in matters of liberty; With ideals so prim and suffused with Philosophical forethought derived from Your bumper harvest of keen knowledge from Poetry to paleontology; You the offspring of music and science, Master of the whims of public forum, Framer of destiny of the nation, Bearer of the conscience of masses and Winning hurdler of political kinks. Now, the moldering public discourse is Unbearable. One can no more cover One’s nose. Nowhere is a silent shelter From megaphone of ubiquitous din. Where is a refuge? Simply, know not I. I beseech you, sir, for learned counsel. As thundering wildebeest migration Clouds the slopes of national horizon: Tulip of your acclaimed Law of Nature Lies in the path of a roaring rampage. I beg to ask, why uncanny tactile Projections of your mind failed to measure And forecast proneness to such afflictions. Sir, you did not proscribe such maladies, Or provide cautionary bells, at least. Where have all the magistrates gone, I ask? As I flip pages of your Summary View: Prefaced by a motto of Cicero: “It is the indispensable duty Of supreme magistrate to consider Himself as acting for community, And obliged to support its dignity, And assign to the people, with justice, Their various rights, as he would remain Faithful to the great trust reposed on him.” Your pristine flora of the applied skills In statesmanship and proper decorum Is being supplanted by scurrilous Scions of egocentric rhetoric. Pails of justice are perceived as empty By the parched sectors of land of plenty– Await quenching rain of tenderness, but Clouds of compassion remain unseeded. Please forgive the outburst of my verses. To rein my pen is to muzzle my soul.
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