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…….Sonnet 58 – America 2014
………….(on the eve of elections)

America began when patriots
Rebelled against a power without care
Except for power to fill a pride that struts
Like roosters crow and think themselves quite fair.

Then, loosed from harsh restraints for gentle reins –
The greatest freedom that has graced this earth –
The citizens who use their backs and brains
Raised nation, selves, to heights from lowly birth.

And now, full circle, we have sadly come
As self, and lust for power drive the men
Who buy the votes of slackers sucking thumbs
With taxes from the working citizen.

Pols buy the pedestal to place their legs
And kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.

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*One of the causes of the fall of the Roman Empire was
heavy taxation, in part to support large numbers of people
who were dependent upon the state for hand-outs.

http://www.tribunesandtriumphs.org/roman-empire/causes-for-the-fall-of-the-roman-empire.htm

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2014.

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Wealth

If all we hold and all we touch
Determines rich or poor,
Then those who live in little huts
Are sore in need, for sure.

If pedestals and public praise
Are measures of a man,
He’s poor when fickle turn away,
And he’s an also-ran.

If men are rich by length of days,
Then newborn babes are broke,
As well as those in early days
Felled by Grim Reaper’s stroke.

But if there is a something else
That all can have or not,
A something that’s the greatest pearl,
Then that’s man’s Camelot.

Then, fame and fortune fade away.
For, lost is their allure.
Perhaps the one in hut is rich;
The one in palace, poor.

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photo by Stella Bogdanic at
http://www.rgbstock.com/photo/ni0vxMq/african+hut+2

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2014.

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   Falling From The Heights

To be in love’s the grandest thing,
   The highest of the highs,
Like Everest or astronauts,
   Or stars in ebon skies.  

Because love’s on that pedestal,
   The highest perch above
Is why it always hurts so much
   When falling out love.

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© Dennis Lange and thebardonthehill.wordpress.com, 2013.

 

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