New semester poetry!

The poem I'm doing this week is "Song of the Powers." I realized after reading this how often I use the game of rock, paper, scissors. I use it with my dad when I don't want to let my dogs out, or when my friends or I don't want to do soemthing adn the poor loser ends up doing the unwanted thing. I love this poem. It's taking this game of rock paper scissors and relating it to types of power in the world. The rock, the strong hand of war. "I crush the scissors, such is my power." It shows how the rocks only power is to crush the opponent. The paper, the sneaky underhand of the written word. Word can be more powerful than brute force. Langford always said "lose the homefront lose the war." The way to lose that homefront is through the power of words. Lastly the scissors, they cut up the word and leave nothing left. Each power crushing the other leaving us with nothing. "They all end alone"