The town of Henry's very own birth <br />wanted a tribute to this poet's worth. <br />They erected his statue <br />then someone sneezed, 'ka-choo! ' <br />and small cinder of worth hit the earth. <br /> <br />The Divine sure thumps poor Asian people <br />but this year curbed death surf from all sides. <br />Now the greying mob all tired, but faithful <br />can psalm the Glory of His Name, <br />sing the Love that abides. <br />The Bible has written that Jesus saves. <br />Bank on the Lord -and He won't make waves.<br /><br />Shelley Byron Keats<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-likeness-is-frightening/
