poem of the day September 28

I was

dreaming

Of

Marlene Dietrich

sitting

in the

long bar

of old

Baghdad

Drinking

the last

sips of

hope

Before

the war

When

Jesse Owens

was

running

for the life

of those

trapped

by

Circumstance

in an evil

Wave

of

Humanity

creeping

once

again

all

over the

world