Samad Lawson
When the wine is drawn it must be drunk,
In the affirmation of the value of the human,
One of the nation’s greatest centers;
Seek out views other than those we regularly consent to.
The lark from her light wing the bright dew is shaking,
Get the people back for crying out loud.
They form the standard by which all others,
And wasted more than half my hours,
I don’t know. I don’t know, really.
We were concerned I was peaking too fast,
You traitor!
I dedicated my life to you!
We talked of those grand and inspiring times.
Recycled Poetry 