Moveable Feast
Be it good or then bad…
defined after the fact
Acceptance—rejection,
a dog or a cat
The goals of Centurions,
or those of a Priest
Different agendas,
a moveable feast
Be it virtue or vice,
their adherents will claim
Then shout from the rafters,
to freely rename
But in for a penny,
or out for a pound
A lasting consensus
—will never be found
(St. David’s Pennsylvania: October, 2020)
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