Clouds

Like mountains and knolls
strewn o'er swampy face of earth
clouds gleam sheathed in ills
of blissful morning heath

in this unparalleled congregation
i see the abundant inequities
of our world, that brazen den
of men-made-men: Amins, Perons and Nixons

we fight for them and win for them
in their songs, we are the victors
we loose for them and die for them
in our world, we're the vanquished.

(10/24/1983)