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Text of poem called "The Light and the Dark" set against of dark blue background with a beam of light shining down from the top left to the bottom right.

The Monger

We slept with spoon-fed dreams of freedom and liberty.
We dreamt only for ourselves and privileged posterity.

What was once far away, tales of horror and tragedy.
What little We the People did, united only by apathy.

Closer now, the danger. More frantic now, the hunger.

The tempest set his sight upon a once-glorious shore,
and took aim at the giant’s torch beside the golden door.

The Mother of Exiles acknowledged the monger of tyranny,
“They have not forsaken me. They will fight your cruelty.”

Quicker now, he moves. More feral now, the monger.

He smiled as he slithered through that still brilliant door,
whereupon he screeched, “Give me your tired, your poor!”

The masses awoke to their doom, a tempest-tost fate,
for they allowed the monger in and let his flame stoke hate.

Hope Reigns Infernal

Text of poem called In the Quiet of the Night on a white background with aqua colored flowers from the logo. Text of T. Bartlett Writing in the lower right corner.
Text of poem called The River Carries Us on a white background with aqua colored flowers from the logo. Text of T. Bartlett Writing in the lower right corner.

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