A covenant of paper signed, a holy writ for the blind, ink fades on a constitution
Native Americans found that a treaty for ground only their hands bound in its redistribution
Amongst the bees the only one they must please is the queen with their contribution
Strange the original document they change, taxes and restrictions its substitution
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Online) - Published: October 27th, 2026 03:21
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Only you could have written such a piece with so much elegance, humans are to blame for what's wrong, having any kind of treaty is only worth the paper it's written on, because along comes a new "queen" and it all gets ripped up! Powerful and effective my friend. 🌹
You are most generous my friend and your read and support are always appreciated
Mans signature and word mean so little as history tells us
Thanks so much for the read and understanding my friend
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