Description: Words from today to stir a new tomorrow from yesterday
What if the presidents cared? They said victory was imminent. With evil intent, with barrel on fatigue, Beads on mud-caked scentent string, Leaves so scared they're now silent, Trees hearing the slaughter of a pig, While life goes on in the battle ring. Few years back there was a mountain Where silicon budded genius software jigs. Yet eyes were closed on everything. Where were those billions you're now bent Over backwards to send over leagues To warring factions wearing hope thin? Yeah! What if the presiden
A donkey a man and two people in a woman. Navel points to dust as if to say: "Imminent". Winter's frosty bite's is too much trouble And if I give in to this sweet talking strong man, I might find myself therein rather imminently. For what whining with new life clatters through The halls of a hotel, where sleeping souls seek Solace, won't yank them out of wrangled slumber To complain, keep the gelten bag, then shoot A notice on my place: "Flee the Plague"? What if Cerberus licks baby and mother's Face in hea
That hated smell of freshly applied disinfectant Fills echoey white corridors, silent and patient: Peacefulness is a child's smile, but there's no peace In the maternity as new Potential wormholes through Worlds, adding to the stench of good with a bad face That fills the hitherto silent and patient: kill germs, smell Bad; bring hope, sound sharp-metal-on-sheet-metal bad. ------ Let the waters come together to a single mass Bringing forth creatures to writhe and play Let the waters let appear many a land ma