by Thomas Piekarski
That glorious apparition
Born from superstition
Enables transcendence
Encourages repentance
Is fraught with pain
If rejected in vain
By senses resigned
To a locked mind.
Imperial ambition
Invites contrition
Like a life sentence
Of nailed to a fence
Bashed by hard rain
On some isolated plain
One’s ego resigned
To remain undefined.
Despite integration
Not many a nation
Has the good sense
To tackle laments
That stifles the brain
And can never attain
Liberty as defined
While so confined.
The ultimate decision
As to what revision
Assures independence
Fosters resplendence
With its final refrain
Is already lain
To rest in time
Entirely sublime.
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Thomas Piekarski is a former editor of the California State Poetry Quarterly. His poetry has appeared in such publications as The Journal, Poetry Salzburg, Modern Literature, The Museum of Americana, South African Literary Journal, and Home Planet News. His books of poetry are Ballad of Billy the Kid, Monterey Bay Adventures, Mercurial World, Aurora California, and Opus Borealis.
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