Three Rings for the Pseudo-Platonic
Politicians under the sky,
Watch Wall Street’s follies, the sucking
maelstrom of the
Military-Industrial Complex, and the spigot of Taxation
Failure
Seven for the Cultural-lords in their
halls of stone,
Ponder gay rights, abortion haters, hate, greed,
avarice,
mistaken pride, and the jaded train of expectations
Nine for Mortal Men doomed to die,
Too much, too lofty, never enough but
usually just fine.
Snowstorm nights:
unexpected babies, arugula boxes for the rich,
dusted-off DVDs, calls to Mom & that long-unsought
cousin. A
dive into your dust-covered book, and reminiscing far
afield.
One for Jester Lord Jose on his throne,
a paper sun,
Picture another space and time, where the
One Ring confounds
and solves them all, where it all makes sense
In the Post-Industrial Land where the
Shadows lie.
One Ring to rule them all, One Ring to
find them,
One Ring to bring them all and in the
darkness bind them,
In the Land of Complexity where the Shadows lie.
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