Monday, March 14, 2011


How fares man when he rises above food and drink
When he has excesses and time and comfort
There is no stress
No anxiety
No Remorse

Does he feel the pain and suffernce
Of the land beneith him


Does he drape Himself in silk and satin
And prepare his women for gentle touch
What sees a man of others
In this place

Kings Nobles Aristocrats
Ner do well
The fallen

Judi Donnelly
copyright 13 March 2011

found among the notes in review

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