the slime and s**t and scum and sleaze oozes from every pore of every being in the auditorium as if any organization or institution can be reformed from within, because slime and s**t and scum and sleaze form the gooey center, like a corpse left in a lye bath for days on end, because cleaning out, scrubbing and refilling the core with clean material only causes the slime, s**t scum and sleaze to resurface again at a later date,
it's the stain of life, forever stuck in the universal fabric.
in a strange sort of way, it reminds me of this quote:
“Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass,
Stains the white radiance of Eternity” —
yet it is itself part and parcel of that Eternity; for life alone can understand life.
You have a way with words. Need the politicians to take a class from you on telling the truth so we can all understand. I had to read the poem a few time for pleasure. I like the complete poem. The ending was very good. Thank you for sharing your words of wisdom.
Coyote
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