No dictator goes willingly
In the end, they bluster
then gamble
No dictator wins narrowly
In the end, they cluster
then trample
No dictator ends merrily
In the end, they muster
then crumble
If dictators end miserably
and dictators come furiously
why, blood is oyster
blood is ouster
Hmm... Dictators!
Just as the Internet happened upon us and changed our world, I foresee poetry in a new and renewed resurgence: the shorthand for social communication, back-stopping our drift away from heavy reading. Verses for the Masses promotes the Culture of "Popular Poetry", will help make our day, our way, our world, a better blend. Here be First Leg of my Literature Tripod & New Media Offerings. See "myblogversations" for Drama and "webloreswebtales" for Short Stories" on blogspot.com