If History Were To Write Itself

if history were to write itself
its big feet it would not pen
the big mouth it would seal
its dim eyes it would brighten
and the relatives all millionaires
the parents angels and saints
homestead golden and marble
clumsy hand ever to hide
with its heart restless surely
everything could be perfect
with nothing not admirable
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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