Saturday, April 20, 2013

Elegy for America and Her Society

Elegy for America and Her Society

Do Say Which Is Worse: The Last Plight or The First

 

I sit in the third class aboard a ship;
The scant space is tight.
I ponder the conditions o're head me;
And bemoan my plight.

I hear the captain's voice above my thoughts;
His words stirred wonder.
"Come atop to revel - it's on the house!
You're free to plunder."

I hurried out to join the frolicking;
Oblivious of the cost.
Not aware of the ships impeding doom;
'Til off the ship I washed.
lost. lost? lost!

Evangeline Schultz
March 9th, 2010 
 
 
 


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