Long ago- a many years gone
when I was fresh and young
I couldn't speak of holy war
just the crusades in the history books
-a telling time of barbarisms and men on hooks
All jocose words replaced with extremist verbiage
every day words now; jihadist, al-qaida, far-off countries, laws and injustices
- I will never face.
And I suppose this is our diction
to be learned well, recited for clear-minded dictums
And wishing for a far-out time is all I can do
yet, can't turn on my back on the ugly truth
It lives in the now and foreseeable future
It is and it will be as it is
Enchanted with romantics
Not for long it's 1863
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