Anthropological Archeology
No cares about relativism, just truth,
Where was that bone by ratio, this?
No dares without brothers of youth,
Similar, they smile the sun to dismiss.
Why do they glint in the sun with youth,
These bones, similarly, land at this?
Why do they glint in the sun with youth,
Similarly, although unscathed by this?
No freedom without tight freight delight,
Robust rationale to exude the weight,
Laughing with sense at the ancients height,
Detected, the magners stands the gate.
Why do they glint in the sun with youth,
These bones, similarly, land at this?
Why do they glint in the sun with youth,
Similarly, although unscathed by this?
The Merlin gasps to anticipate upon early,
Their trade, occupation made ‘em too tired,
The giving did not draft or dragon the pay,
Ads, nets, position costing nothing when hired.
Why do they glint in the sun with youth,
These bones, similarly, land at this?
Why do they glint in the sun with youth,
Similarly, although unscathed by this?
Camaraderie did not swoon, see distance,
Between one hurt, the house, and another,
Just neighbourhood and stance in ecce chance,
When fish stole ID as nearer to each other.
Why do they glint in the sun with youth,
These bones, similarly, land at this?
Why do they glint in the sun with youth,
Similarly, although unscathed by this?
Copyright © Dominique Webb | Year Posted 2020
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