The Golden Rim Poem by Richard Brekar
The Golden Rim
All the same, though it wants to change,
the golden rim wares gray and thin
As urge still stirs from chest to chin
Pray, an end to this wretched kin
A moment more, allow these slain
Strike down cold prey in hollow name
Where once was breath it now abstains
Revere the warrant of faithful shame
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