
Date of issue: 11.11.2021
Song language: English
Purina Hall of Fame |
Sleeping masters roused to burning homes from beds. |
Steeping toddlers plucked from their watery deaths: ribbons, plaques and |
soft-soap are the ephemeral rewards paid to the slaves whose selfless acts |
accord a higher value to their masters, while parting gifts (bolt pistols) |
console the rest. |
The remainder. |
Too bad the tributes paid to lives that relegate these thrones to lives spent |
valuing the runners-up, are known to be neither fleeting nor desirable. |
But nothing surprises me these days. |
I just sit and watch the box-cars roll by and wait. |
Patient. |
Unattended. |
A package under a terminal bench. |
A short fuse to scatter steady hands if I forget to remember that better lives |
have been lived in the margins, locked in the prisons and lost on the gallows |
than have ever been enshrined in palaces. |
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