Quatrain of The Times
Yes sir
The times we have lived have
always been perilous, kid
not yourself, you
aren't the
first,
Every generation since Adam,
have wondered with
peril, is life blessed
or pitifully
cursed?
Perhaps this generation is the
last, there's no way to tell
until it's too late, we
are led by
fools.
Keep eyes open, with luck you
can hide until the worst is
over: when Democracy
crumbles, the mob
rules.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 10664
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Quatrain of The Times - 10664 - Yorktown Disciple