O Man in Europe/Belize, Dave Delacroix (a.k.a. David Michael Oxley on Fb): "...All my Sons."
.ALL MY (English) SONS), spotty full of SNOT, CHEAP,, like heirs, to the Manor-born=ancestors, now scrouging, etching out existence in imaginary shades of empire glory...sprite- worthy then sent overseas, the stuff of EMPIRE, the Conquistadors of a "town park, maybe a Bowling Green" who somehow convince the local-jungle JU-JU Man to coerce the natives to wear whites/learn how to play Cricket, a preoccupation like Baseball....which prepares U for death's obscurity.
All my Sons at School-morning hymns, outside of "Onward Christian Soldiers"/killing the Islamic"... enemy, _ what, for God's sake IS there anything to get excited about? Adding, I have Persian friends who've been busted for "non-Islamic-boogaloo", Students-free-thinkers! God-darn it!!!? My Friends?
All my Sons, now to ROAM this GARBAGE TIP never of a Globe, that men of Power leave behind, who never composed a Symphony, never wrote a Poem, never painted a lover's face, never nor looked INTO their own eternity, a shroud of greed-sycophants to haste them, like so many Sons into evermore.
c.2024.dave Delacroix. Chateaux-Pelican, Corozal-Belize.
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