They spoke of injustice,
And questioned greed;
No agreement to isolation,
Unyielding - the creed.
They all came to dinner,
And invited dispute;
Not arresting development,
But digesting the soup.
They were niggards and thugs,
Thieves and whores,
Cats and dogs,
Coming down in a pour.
Said thee of happiness,
"Lots of them today,"
Chosen not out of chance,
But retrospective good grace.
Pious objectives,
Did referrals referee,
And helped rejoice in the ways,
Of the entire humanity.
As big it may be,
And as little they come,
Not only tomorrow,
Understands other ones.
There is so much to be said about the dinner party, but, you have said it all.... I also like the choice of using formal terms 'thee'. It gives me the picture of everyone dressed in all their finery & still discussing such dull subjects such as the weather. Let's here it for this event. Hey, the food is free, so make sure I get my invite...LOL Amy
Gentle is the night♥