# Western Skies

Author: DrRayneBell
Tags: Non-Anthro, Poetry, Western Skies, literature, not-furry

#21 of Poetry c.2019

A poem about greed.

Western Skies

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What is the value of gold,  
in the arms of someone old?  
Can it have a certain purpose,  
something on its shiny surface?

What is a memory if not God,  
inside-out and acting odd;  
a something without much history,  
but acts as if it's all a mystery.

The seams are there to send,  
another clever lie to lend;  
where were you if not here,  
if that was ever made clear?

Their effigy was made out of law,  
the fire itself in a state of awe;  
the Fatherland must always come  
at the cost of the human sum.

Source: https://sofurry.com/view/1520405