I AM PLATEAU (a poem)
I stand tall on the high towering peaks I beckon to the weary and raggedy travelers To come savor my green plains and still ponds I am Plateau, I'm not a terrorist. I have seasons desirable to all and sundry I welcome all to sip my waters and sweet wines I keep you warm with my very own blankets I am Plateau, I'm not a killer. In terrible times my bosom cuddles you I ask for no favors and I take no levies I give you my virgins to plant your seeds I'm Plateau, I'm not a rioter. I have ponds of delight and not ponds of death I have Beroms, Taroks, Goemais, etc, not Enders I have love, joy, happiness, etc, not sadism I am Plateau, I'm not a murderer. My extreme hospitality never runs dry I share my soups and morsels with strangers My fruits and herbs I hoard not from you I'm Plateau, I'm not a terrorist. David King 2018