Poetry for the Proletariat

Poem, Poetry, Uncategorized 1 Minute 
Poetry must be for the proletariat.
For if an idle word is uttered
By an author whose thoughts are high---
Burn the past, live in the present
Spoil the future on a whim.

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Published by B. K. Neifert

Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.

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