Moveable Feast

Be it good or then bad…
defined after the fact

Acceptance—rejection,
a dog or a cat

The goals of Centurions,
or those of a Priest

Different agendas,
a moveable feast

Be it virtue or vice,
their adherents will claim

Then shout from the rafters,
 to freely rename

But in for a penny,
or out for a pound

A lasting consensus
—will never be found

(St. David’s Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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