Six Six Six

One door opens

And six doors close

The government dancing

In Caesar’s clothes,

Love comes calling

But nobody’s home

We’re out paying taxes

Like they did in Rome,

One window opens

Six windows close

The world’s out fighting

In a Napoleon pose,

Love comes looking

But nobody’s there

We’re out paying homage

At the banker’s chair,

One gate opens

And six gates close

Spies are everywhere

Like Fleming’s prose,

Love comes naked

We say what the hell

We’re all getting screwed

Let’s ring the bell.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Coincidences”

9:28 AM March 29, 2015


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