You're Lucky to Still be Alive

I trust you're giving thanks for still surviving after all we've done.

The bombs, embargoes, endless pressure to submit to our demands.

We're feasting here, rejoicing in our fearsome power.  All the world 

Bows to us, except you few pathetic wretches, and, once we have

Finished dinner, we'll turn back to you.





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Written on 2024-11-29 at 14:43

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Griffonner The PoetBay support member heart!
It's a fearful percept. :(
Blessings, Allen
2024-11-30