We spoke about politics
And the way things
Are going,
How wealth is piling
Like a snowstorm blowing
At the feet of a few,
We spoke about governments
Their way of controlling,
We spoke about fears
With a sense of knowing
There’s little we can do.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences”www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:02 PM January 22, 2015
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