A Browning To Fear It
Poem By Lawrence S. Pertillar
A browning to fear it.
Has yet to keep,
The thieves from going near it.
Or feast upon imitations,
To feed upon delusions of greatness.
By themselves alone,
Could or would not have been achieved.
With it deceived, perceived...
And historically believed.
Through a promoting of deceptions used.
With this omitted to admit,
Has been their greatest accomplishment.