Revolution
I sense a corruption
That oozes out of control
Like toxin leaking from a scorpion!
It permeates everything I see!
Reminiscent of the French Revolution
Where heads rolled like sagebrush
Upon a hellish desert of corruption
As the mob rule excesses overwhelmed
And turned back on itself like a scarab
To kill the egalitarian reasons it started.
A Revolutionary sketch!
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Art et Poésie au Crayon Livre suivant (Art and Poetry with a Pencil Part 2)
PoetryThese are rhymed and free form poems that express my thoughts on art, science, philosophy, life, love, politics and death as told from a scientist's point of view in some cases. This is poetry book No. 8
