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Tear Down Trumpets It is the fear of more, not less that tears at tyrant tapestry That sets the time on blame and shears the shard from the pane The baby buys another's grave (I'm told) victory despoils some other's lot For glory begets far more defeat one short city block down the street. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2008-07-06 15:58:11
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
James,
"For glory begets far more defeat"
What I get from this is tyrants want it all......and life becomes less, and glory is defeated.
All done too quickly!
I like your use of T's alliteration.
baby buys is good also.
Your title is captivating also.......
good
Dellena