The Same Political End Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

The Same Political End



Roman empires.
God almighty intervenes.
The arena, naval battles.
One had
fourteen hundred days.
Can one man
drain the lake of many souls?

Coliseum
Built of Catholic memories.
And hand in hand.
The flowers always show.
Hip deep in blood.
The sand is full of snow.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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