Aescopoli's Plea
Remorse for You
Kindred and Un-homed
At the Stone-Kissed Skull I Remonstrate
And Find You Changed
The Density of Hippocrate's Shield
Has Done as Much [To Trouble Me]
And Wiegh Us Pilgrims
In Exile
As the Severed Burden
Sold to Us by the Masters [Of the World]
Whom Embraced the Isolated Faculties
In AEtheric Warmth
; And the Capitol May Burn
As It Ought to do;
Though Folly Would it Be
To Marvel At Your Work
Whilst Your Children Beg
Epri


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This poem is the first in a series that I completed while taking our break-period in my anthropology class. The semester is the Spring 2006 period.
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