Petroleum flowers are laid
on the gravestones of dead politics,
like a trickle of daisy chains
on shores of corrupt heritics,
revolt spreads like the blood
soaked price of rising grain.
MJ DUGGAN.
Taken from ’THE DARK STAR’ poems
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Very timely. But so intensely short. I’m a fan…
It may be short, but it’s a mighty powerful little write! Love the final line, soaked price of rising grain…seems all we covet is golden! A timely and compelling read.
Like the mention of revolt based on previous imagery.
Outstanding poem. I am enjoying reader the poems here.