False Center Of The Universe Poem by 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
scripture
music
can there be a thrall
release from some unnamed demand
to be king or queen of all.

Sunday, June 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: faith
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 08 June 2014

good writing thanks, I like it.

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Lenny Camacho 08 June 2014

nice poem... I really like it

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