Inspired by a poem of Arthur Vaso...
If Life Gives You Lemons …you make lemonade or suffer the cliché Nutella makes your empty stomach sick but there are no nuts just misery bolting from the sky cluster bombs hailing ‘America First’ Lemons cannot be amended when there are none the first amendment secures all sorts of freedom The right to have no rights the right to live without dignity or to die across the frontiers save no graces within segregated borders Life is nuts demonic **** bang crazy she would die for a lemon in the ruins where her orchard had been on crusty soil now they all look like hand grenades The blender of her life does not make juice it has crushed all almonds in her garden a lonely olive hangs from a branch and weeps
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