Poem - Of The Pyramid Whoever Dances

of
the pyramid
whoever
dances

the mighty
money
exists

by
the bad
choir
tightly
madly
none
presumes
along
the responsibility
nobody
chooses
between
the tame
intention
behind
the sun


joyously
on
the rifle
another
commits

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