Alpha after omega, once again.
Cinders fall on the windowsill,
ashes, ashes, we all fall down,
rescind the offer to forget,
ashes, ashes, we all fall down,
fill the glass half full, the carafe
empty of water, full of ash.
That is not acceptable, no,
houses on fire, city aflame,
ashes, ashes, we all fall down,
the ghetto is not to blame, no.
Incendiary firemen
shower the town with gasoline.
Alpha after omega, once again.
Blind, the British Prime Ministers,
left to stick their heads in the sand,
indelible response to war,
never forget, their appeasement,
distinguished as diplomacy.
Glass half empty or glass half full,
lifts the veil of dark memories,
ashes, ashes, we all fall down,
sifts through ashes to find nuggets,
sifts through ashes to find gold teeth.
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Acrostic: "A Carafe, That Is A Blind Glass." by Gertrude Stein
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