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Fifty Years
All that glitters is not gold Shall we settle for platinum or diamonds In the metoo woke world of nowadays I imagine wolf-skinned lawyers hunting in packs Fifty years from now when embers will have all died Photo Hugh Ardoin The Night Shift Gallery
Years ago in the land of plenty A pastor by the name of Martin Wanted to make a peaceful revolution It was his dream of a bloodless coup Crosses were burnt and innocent blood spilled Martin is dead and fifty years later little has changed A hefty price to pay, but the interest is still […]