Kona

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    Kona

    Head of the squadron -
    Paper fodder
    With a chemical itch.
    Arch-nemesis
    Feeding the season; treason
    Like a mechanical glitch.

    Top-down the dam leans,
    Seemingly feeble.
    A wandering beetle
    Saunters... For real -
    Loitering seagulls
    Shrilly ponder kills.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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