Bill Grace

False Center Of The Universe

My right to buy is guaranteed
by all the land's great names
it is a thing that grants,
a modicum of fame.
Community is a joke
or even worse a sham -
this is a common situation
across our whole wide land.

Church, lodge or legion will attempt
to dent this stately wall
but the right to be foremost
is a right guaranteed to all.

Only in silence
can there be a thrall
release from some unnamed demand
to be king or queen of all.

Topic(s) of this poem: faith

Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 8, 2014
Poem Edited: Monday, June 9, 2014

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  • Gajanan MishraGajanan Mishra (6/8/2014 8:11:00 PM)

    good writing thanks, I like it.

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  • Lenny CamachoLenny Camacho (6/8/2014 8:04:00 PM)

    nice poem... I really like it

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