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“The Ballad of Harry Lime by Stewart Stafford

Harry found existence overrated,
And its shadow, morality, so outdated,
Scurrying rats down here in the sewer,
Porcine gluttons in punished manure.

Grand aspirations from primordial slime,
Lifting up the rock from time to time,
Samson, destroying a temple of hypocrisy,
And every pillar - hope, faith and charity,

They'd had him from baptism's font,
Trapped before wording his wants,
A heel dipped in brackish liturgy,
Silent collusion in mass duplicity.

For those who remained in smoky rubble?
Rudely awakened from a cocoon bubble:
An obelisk erected to grotesque finance,
Charon’s fee for a Stygian dance.

© Stewart Stafford, 2023. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford