ODE TO A COOL AGE
It was a wonderful epoch of oversight hardly noticed,
Without scandal nor coerced compliance of the masses.
A Cool Age free from elite restraints and shackles,
A bountiful normalcy.
But it was followed by a chain of progressive rules
Led by those who claim to know all the better,
Forcing their active thoughts into mandatory adherence
Through the son of Abinoam.
In the interim was the City on a Hill,
Giving rise to promising normalcy again.
But its life once bright grew steadily dim.
Where went the Cool Age?
WENjr 8-27-2013
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