Reverie On Yellow Paper Poem by Bill Grace

Reverie On Yellow Paper



If the great and intricate machine of government fails
The the great land of buy-buiy-buy will be no more
The pawns are in the stores
Backed by knights and bishops
The castle rules the street
A quenn here a king there
A blind poet writing to a friend
With hope that at least God
Will understand these lines
That he does not.

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