On which side of the authority line
do you fall…
The pulpit,
The assembly line,
The suite down the hall
Who makes the decisions,
do you stand—do you kneel
Is it giving or receiving,
do you take—do you steal
How many horizons,
do your dreams fall behind
Are they distant—uncertain,
not in view to remind
Where your memories lie,
are your promises kept
Is the past now your future,
—will the present forget
(Villanova Pennsylvania: November,2016)
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