Thank You, Vince
Man has come a long way
A man named Vince schooled my consolation
When amidst the ruin could not shake the desolation
Of things just falling away
But it is only a small step
My brother, Suzerdail, the giant leap was retrogression
There are miles and miles to go to find this satisfaction
So long we creep towards the step
We savages of a noble race
We kingdom builders in the rubble of hate
In each man's doom I seal my own fate
We splattering disgrace
So right you are, my friend
Yet I would surrender all my rights for it to cease
This injustice, this poverty that sets our static crease
This limit on the hope of men.
We who are kindred here
Let us band, no more to folly shall our talents bow
But let us for mankind deal tyranny a death blow
And men shall our pen revere
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2010
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