City States arose through acts of war

There was no end they always wanted more.

The river cannot change its path again

Its ancient waters soaked up all the rain

An icy glacier chiselled through hard rock

Leaving Epping Forest on the top.

Now we find the bodies of the dead

Murder victims, kidnapped as they fled

Women cooked the dinner,fed the child

With the wolves and foxes to abide

The husband who was wealthy should have paid.

Though wives are not unique in any way.

Why not live as if life matters ?

Then it is will become real

As the cat licks up by the batter

And the lovers turn the wheel

Ellipses like squashed circles

make me smile

But what about hyperbolas ?

No comedy there.