No more warnings!

And if they go in crooked
The green one hammers them in straight
No more warnings!
This old dog stands tall
Call to him on your next passing
Resting your head upon the stones that you threw
And losing your teeth that were needed to chew
Today the bird lost his song
And the sacred words have been lost among flames
He knows now that its gone
As another great city burns
The child puts aside his old games
Ignoring those ancient carvings upon the granite floor
He shall not dirty his mind
He shall not bow
And obeys no one.

No more warnings!

john blankenburg

Grafton, United States

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This one I leave for the reader-

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