On Wings Of Dollar Bills Poem by Ray Quesada
On Wings Of Dollar Bills
The souls of many men
have flown away
off to hide in the crisp
wildernesses of the world
- - - or, on wings of dollar bills,
pulling them up into the clouds
and dropping them to fall to their doom
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The artists and writers
-they see this...
and can only weep tears
of ink and paint
to nourish the Earth
-to give Humanity back it's soul.
We can but hope! Maybe the world's salvation lays with the artist and the poets?
Give humanity back it's soul. Wonderful. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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4/26/2024 10:24:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful read. Thanks for sharing.