Stephen Stewart Poet Dramatic Verse

Remembrance

All pleasures to the highest ranks,
as we parade as slaves.
No memory to forgotten ones,
who lay in shallow graves.
No frame of speech,
no thought of mind,
no stepping back in time.
No justice brought to those involved,
of such a shameful crime.
No sudden change in politics,
no read between the lines.
Just bitterness and empty thoughts,
is all we leave behind.

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Abraham L December 21, 2008 at 1:50 AM Stephen very well put together we cannot forget where we are coming from, or we would have no sense of direction. You know your roots that is why you are able to express yourself in this manner. Very impressive keep up the good work