Legacy


Inside the edifice lurks

a felony in hiding,

but reach deep down

the politics of its pocket,

a wasteland crouches

loathing an earshot away

the brass casket,

a starving sense of justice, asses

and potatoes saddled

over the servants’ wages.


Armineonila M.

July 2015

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