Thursday, September 26, 2013

I Declare War

I declare war,
I declare war on the hands of time
Poetry books without a single rhyme
Liars who always say they are fine
Every luxury car ad without traffic line
The jury who freed Justice for his crime

I declare war on,
The waitress asking me a tip for a lime
Circus Clowns who stopped speaking in mime
The Slave Master who sold my lover for a dime
Whoever added resilience in my wine
On all dreams that can never be mine

I declare war on myself,
the Lime responsible for the previous lines 

being unfulfilled, due to wasting fine time,
drinking wine and writing dime poetry rhymes

-- Louis Mercier

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