Untitled | Poem
Out Of Their Nightwood
Apple & Eve
Every once in my while
In any kind of country
There appears a beauty
And life is born again
And their natural love
Can see you as the one
Who has fuel for fires
Have begun to burn low
Do you see this in the
Flower I bring for you
In my depth of my soul
Search has begun newly
The life music goes on
Same Kind Of Big Stick
Of Plutocracy
He fini Sistine Chapel
Under threat of father
Who was this visionary
Came with US big stick
Against odd impossible
Revenge and his mother
At turn of the century
comes Toulouse Lautrec
Six carriers destining
The hope of this world
Force this evidentiary
are our imperial trick
Claim place in history
Dream Of Being General
Useful To Someone
He became US Marine DI
Infected by John Wayne
That time he seventeen
Left mama he had to go
From football to Camel
Smokes the summer 1948
Now an old seventy two
Deliver for enterprise
The car of your choice
Get you where you need
Fits another life into
Gross national product
As in the Marine Corps
© 2003 Frank Anthony
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