Bitter seeds of recent years
Ungodly angst…..it’s shown
Memories of the distant past
Another place…once known
Perhaps why forty six wary folks
Would find themselves inclined
To gather….in fertile fields
…Just pickin’ Cotton’s mind
Séance inquired..Tom what the hell
…Why not…compose….a letter
And so the World came to know
Cotton pickin’ minds…lot better
Recalling scenery of yesteryear
The ungodly angst it’s shown
….Oval Office….that distant past
Another place….now gone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem