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Heather OC: Week 6 of 208

Our Holy and Obsolete Symbols I

(From M.A.’s “Eulogy for the Giant Tortoises”)


With someone so suboptimal in charge -

Taking a feller buncher

To everything that matters - you


Recall the schoolyard bully,

Holding all under his hideous

Gaze as the teacher looked away.


One cannot make the false

True just by claiming it enough.

Except in minds who lack


Wisdom to recognize wrong.

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