WHERE ARE THE HEROES





Where are the Jeffersons
The Lincolns and Thoreau
Are they all on the streets
Drinking brown-bagged Bordeaux

Or have they resigned
To simpler times
On the couch
Remote in hand

Have you any ideas
Matters that concern
The mind and soul
Does it make them burn

With unaccountable fire
Provoking such desire
Or does it stretch
The limits of demand
~





DBrown Fisher
© Jan 1992

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