ANOTHER “CONQUEST” HITS THE DUST.

ANOTHER “CONQUEST” HITS THE DUST!

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“Another one bites the dust,”**

Says a song folks have discussed…

Some say conquest

Fits a man best,

Without—it’s hard to adjust.

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We’ve done it various ways,

Channeling it for praise…

Getting someone bathed

In the whirl pool saved

Me from being defeated those days.

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I guess also poetry

Is challenge and conquest for me…

Building blog following

Without wallowing

In pride’s important to me.

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But taken too far I lose,

Followers that I’d chose…

To push the line

Past what’s refined

Where that person began to feel used.

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Went for conquest on E-bay,

Until all the money went away…

An addiction to stop

Before the shoes drop,

And I find out what my wife would say!

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So it’s back to the drab and drear,

With little to conquer here…

No damsels distressed

But my wife’s constant request,

Why should I hold my own health that dear?

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Plus being physically unable

To do certain things makes unstable

Thoughts and desires

becoming dying fires,

Leaves less to put on the table.

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You might say,”conquer your poor health,”

But that involves just myself…

No one to save

Or need to be brave,

All that stuff gets shoved on the shelf!

–Jonathan Caswell

**a song by QUEEN.