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The Socialists' Song

The Socialists' Sorrow What if I opened a store of some kind? Would the rattlers in your soul tell you I am evil in your mind? What if I worked fifteen hours a day in my Gyros restaurant and made more money than you? Would the big lie 'that the rich are so evil fester in you? Perhaps you'd like me better if I were poor living in a tent? With rats, feces, and needles all over the cement? We should stop the false nonsense without hesitation! Many Americans and foreigners made us a prosperous nation! We all live quite well in the USA! But we growl and sneer at a man or a woman who had the courage to make their own way? Shame on us, being green with malice! How dare we take Communion from a priest's chalice? October 29, 2019

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Constance La France

Date: 10/29/2019 11:44:00 AM

Panagiotia, you have penned a powerful poem, it truly touched my heart and soul and it reminds me of someone telling me that I had too much pride with my contest wins and even sent me a Bible quote about humility and I thought but why can I not be proud of success for is God not proud of me for using the gift he gave me!

Panagiota Romios
Date: 10/29/2019 12:08:00 PM

OMG, Dear Heart. I guess envy slithers around even here. Why didn't that person just embarrass you in public? Nope, one cannot even get a prize! That's why I avoid contests. Even the contest runners are beat over the head at times for choosing the wrong poet as winner I never experienced you as a prideful peacock of a poet. I know who they are and avoid them. So you can't have money or more poems? Sounds like poetic Communism to ms. Gee, that's so sad. I think Christ is OK with your wins. Jealousy is far from love, Thank you..bless you Panagiota xxx