When the last grain falls,
the ticking clock is silent,
how will your beat carry on?
~
Fortune favored me.
My children are poets, not
dead beats, so the song goes on
legacy
Blind Bindings
When did our leaders
lose concern for others and
turn the focus on themselves?
~
Mighty myopic,
are they not? They can’t see past
their fear, to clearer futures.
Mondo Sedoka 