The larcenous tribe

Insensibility
A detachment of care
Two vile protestors
So unaware
With deadpan expression
And passionless thought
Their callous rejection
Seemingly sort
These unimaginative idiots
Getting free reign
To spray paint
our History
Wanting to gain
A spiritless act
The great Sarson’s became
Soiled by indifference
And their claim to fame

Stonehenge from wayback
Great monument to
A vile detachment
A nonchalant crew
Resigned to destruction
In a setting of peace
Two belligerent oafs
With brazen release
Lacking understanding
They masterfully
Indulged in extremes
Uncompromisingly

Backsliding perversion
For This ungodly crime
Both of them surely
Must now spend some time
Purely malingerers swinging the lead
Breaching the orders
Both off their head
Absentee truants
Their mischief to be
Unpardonable grief
Egregiously

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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