Let me tell you it is still morning in America. It just happens to be kind of a head pounding hung over for four hours in America - and it's shaping up to be a nasty day but its still morning in America.
I am going to take something I learned over in Israel. Their Independence Day...
I knew however that the next morning after the fight I would have to get...
As for political poetry as it's usually defined it seems there's very little good political poetry.
