Friday, February 19, 2021

13,434. HIM, WHO RULED

HIM, WHO RULED
It was he who ruled Delancey
Street and I was but his servant.
In 1741, we burned the whole
down. That city I remember well.
The nights were long and dark, 
and the wintry blasts were fierce.
Flames fired flaming flew. We
had set a place a'fire.
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They called it a black rebellion,
but it was more than that. What
they couldn't say, they didn't say.
What they said, they didn't 
understand.


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