10/28/2022 – cold and mean

The iron world comes crashing in
Upon my weary mind
A hot, discordant, noisome din
By old men unconfined

Let loose upon a quiet world
The symphony destroys
With fists of coal and steel unfurled
It makes of us its toys

And thus I wish for simpler things
A garden bright and green
Ere greed broke all the world’s workings
And made it cold and mean

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