James J. Jackson

Poet and Journalist

The Rival of Gloucester

James J Jackson

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I cannot predict

What will happen to

the save haven.

A few good men defend

the rival of Gloucester.

But many fail and revel

in the tower.

It was the fate of poor and rich,

the princes and thieves,

political murder the culprit

indeed.

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art, express yourself, Gloucester, literature, murder, philosophy, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poets, Politics, Richard III, Shakespeare, society, stream of consciousness, Tower of London, writer, Writers, writing

Date:

April 22, 2014

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