Joe Maverick Poet Rhyme

Un-known'

Un-knowing i write..Of un-known plights..? On a pightle
Of troth.' Against the bile.. Galling just those few.' Where
I come across.' The law is dead.' Salvation is instead.' For
A time such as now. He has fulfilled His vows.' Then a point
Will be reached.' All will be taken' all the heavens then to be shaken.' Nations will be lamenting.' Yet their sovreignity
Is taken.' Given to the vile ones.' The visceral spewing guile
Ones.' They smack all in the face.' Your tears show strong
The trace.' Of the power the abusers.' Who scorn the world
Who break and tear, yet who can? Dis-abuse who hears.? Or cares.?

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Andrea Dietrich February 22, 2025 at 3:38 PM Abuse of all kinds is so rampant. Write on, my friend. Joe Maverick February 22, 2025 at 11:59 PM My simple thanks Andrea.' May God be with you and all.)

Joseph P. DiMino February 21, 2025 at 9:23 AM Yep, we must stay aware; not lulled into complacency. So far so good...but that can turn on a dime. Power corrupts. We will see.