Notes About The Poem
In the write below i muse on the world, the
Current America..And what people will worship.? ( think back a few generations?)
On a more ordered life 'starched white tablecoths' silverware piano notes and the
Effort some people made at home to elevate, mealtimes..And other times also..
In America in the world this was real, where did it go?
Holidaying today
I was thinking of travelling to the USA.?
But on consideration i visited a
Mc'donalds, its just down the street.'
I'm not sure on the meat? but i don't have
To eat.' I just soaked up the ambience..
And the plastic.? Well its fan-tastic..'
A cutural icon.? Of a world that loves icons
Is that religious.? A type of holy.? Or heresy? That is u-biq-uit-os.? Yet reflecting
I think the worlds always been fickle.' Its
Just there wasn't the plastic, like we are
Blessed with in the world of today.)
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