Epiphanies

    Come on now

    No one could be

    More you know what

   We mean

   It had to

  Be

  Come in

  No invitations

  Please

  Take your

  Seats

  Persons and

  Your

 Persona

Need no

Credence

But what

Was the

Need

To Ignore

This

Bermuda

Triangle of

Reason

Where

There

Look

Many thoughts

Lie grounded

There is the

Brilliant Bore

Who took the

Brunt

Poor Thing

Could take the

Bend

And then what

Really happened

To your famous

Resolve

Now the murky

Weather announces

Upheavels

Lost Zillions

Spent bullions

 And the Bird in

Captivity has

Perished

In its cave

Look at

The smoke

Coming out

Of the hillock

Is it the Misty Fountain

Flop

In this inebriated ennui

Any one could

Get the feel

Of

Epiphanies

Triad

     So the smart the visible

     Your designer messiahs

     Of Prosperity hailing

     The rush hour economy

     The Rising Sun Drive

     Where friend are

     We and then

      What happened to

      Those Physiocrats

      Now that them

     Agrarians have taken

    A beating still sniffing

   Death

   Is it the Anthem of

  The Mercantilists

  What are you saying

  Looked like you had the

 Heebeejeebies

 Can it be that

That it was all

 The Grand Plan

 You debunked

 Of course

 The Prosperity Brigade

 Them chasing away

 Your shopping

 Blues and then

 The wretched

 Never knew what

 Hit them after

 Biting the exit

 Pill

 En masse

 Dont cry for

 The Forsaken

 The Undertaker

 Is busy with the

 Arrangements

 Purging every thing

On the way leaving

 No evidence

 And to let

 Half truths get

 The Front Page

  Where were

  The Guilds and

  Your Benefactor

   So to speak

   Go

  Fetch

  Look

  But then

  You have

  Gone Away

  And its  time

  For the onslaught

  Try

  Balancing on the

  Triad