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Lawrence Hall [email protected]   https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/ poeticdrivel.blogspot.com                                 Opposite the House of Sculptures “…unchanging, shrill, crazy exclamations and demands, which became progressively more impractical, meaningless, and unfulfillable…”                   -Doctor Zhivago, Part Two, Chapter 13,                         “Opposite the House of Sculptures” O strong man, strong man, Supremo Alpha-Weenie Please be our Putin, ****** or Mussolini O strong man, strong man; tell us what to think Pour us some Jim Jones; we’ll take a real deep drink O strong man, strong man; tell us what to do We’ll happily go to prison just for you O strong man, strong man; clench your mighty fist You put for us the “GO” in your “jingoist” O strong man, strong man, you are our latest god Please break us to obedience with your mighty rod O strong man, strong man, you are our highest law Whatever dribbles from your mouth we hear in awe O strong man, strong man, we are your little elves We promise to stow our history upon the shelves And never, ever again think for ourselves*
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Aug 10, 2022
Aug 10, 2022 at 11:46 PM UTC
Opposite the House of Sculptures
Lawrence Hall [email protected]   https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/ poeticdrivel.blogspot.com                                 Opposite the House of Sculptures “…unchanging, shrill, crazy exclamations and demands, which became progressively more impractical, meaningless, and unfulfillable…”                   -Doctor Zhivago, Part Two, Chapter 13,                         “Opposite the House of Sculptures” O strong man, strong man, Supremo Alpha-Weenie Please be our Putin, ****** or Mussolini O strong man, strong man; tell us what to think Pour us some Jim Jones; we’ll take a real deep drink O strong man, strong man; tell us what to do We’ll happily go to prison just for you O strong man, strong man; clench your mighty fist You put for us the “GO” in your “jingoist” O strong man, strong man, you are our latest god Please break us to obedience with your mighty rod O strong man, strong man, you are our highest law Whatever dribbles from your mouth we hear in awe O strong man, strong man, we are your little elves We promise to stow our history upon the shelves And never, ever again think for ourselves*
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Aug 10, 2022
Aug 10, 2022 at 11:46 PM UTC
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