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The Dump
by Jane E PearceWitness to the flight,
that seemed to happen
over night
when eyes were
blissfully unaware,
and no one seemed
to care.
Dawn finds the void-
the emptyness
in place of black and white-
now a gray prattle
saying all is right,
but a band of troops
with banners flying,
still give battle
with voice and trump,
to save the now decaying
values, America has tossed
on the dump.
02/21/2004
Posted on 02/22/2004
Copyright © 2026 Jane E Pearce
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