Ice Sculpture Eagle Beak Drips Poem by Saiom Shriver

A congressional luncheon..
of a politician on the military spending
committee..
As time goes on.. the ice sculpture eagle
begins to drip from the beak..
as ice becomes water
.. the frozen becomes flexible
.. a spear point.. becomes peace
.. A 1 pointed weapon function becomes the power of all function
for unlike ice, water can be poured into any mold.

What moves mountains of
ice? Faith in the Sun.
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(to Les Aspin)