12-01-2025, 05:29 AM
Ended
Looking back from past his finish line,
he recalls his former faces, ladies
personifying Liberty, tiaras, stars
and Indians with feathered headdresses.
For two brief years he flew, an eagle–
before there came war-bonnet and his War.
Copper, zinc, steel in that second war...
and now he’s done, his race is run.
Shining penny, worth the cent it said,
expires with Lincoln: his precision and
integrity are just too much for us.
Afterword
Now I’m not saying we should use for change–
but one-cent postage stamps exist, you know.
Looking back from past his finish line,
he recalls his former faces, ladies
personifying Liberty, tiaras, stars
and Indians with feathered headdresses.
For two brief years he flew, an eagle–
before there came war-bonnet and his War.
Copper, zinc, steel in that second war...
and now he’s done, his race is run.
Shining penny, worth the cent it said,
expires with Lincoln: his precision and
integrity are just too much for us.
Afterword
Now I’m not saying we should use for change–
but one-cent postage stamps exist, you know.
Non-practicing atheist