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September 2016 History Now, Then....
Death,
has no hold, on ......legend !
Nor truth.
Tis man,
who writes, the words.
Who tells,
the tales, of deeds.
So, I remember, when.
The drums of war
were drowned out.
By a machine guns ......roar.
And the band played on.....
While we danced....
to death's.
Merry tune
From dusk to dawn.
Giajl © Jim Love
