You cannot do this to them, these are my people;
I am not speaking of poetry, I am not speaking of art.
you cannot do this to them, these are my people.
you cannot hack away the horizon in front of their eyes.
the tomb, articulate, will record your doing;
I will record it also, this is not art.
this is a kind of science, a kind of hobby,
a kind of personal vice like coin collecting.
it has something to do with horses
and signet rings and school trophies;
it has something to do with the pride of the lions;
it has something to do with good food and music,
and something to do with power and dancing.
you cannot do this to them, these are my people.
Leonard Durso 
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beautiful!
I agree, Robert, and it seems quite appropriate these days, too.
Really. That was a poem that caused my eyes to widen….It’s as if I wanted to absorb as much meaning as I could.
It is quite powerful.
nice poem and good use of refrain
Glad you liked it.
Hey, powerful stuff this one, like this a lot!!
I’m glad you liked it and reblogged it. It is not only powerful but timely still.
I agree, it is!
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Thank you for reblogging this poem.