Jan 21, 2009 When in the course of human events…
How those words ring in my ears,
Shattered by apathy which consents
To the drawn-out length of years
For which the cowards hand yet reaches.
A fatal course the public steers
Towards desolated beaches (that)
A foundering state-ship beseeches
And, the founding host laments.
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Jan 21, 2009 That ferocity which shakes
Off the chill of deepest Entropy,
Oh Strife! No place - obtrusive
Where all ways meet,
Come forward friend
Let us see your face.
Heat! cycle reductive
Eternal shifting complete.
Jan 21, 2009 They would like to go back and hang Thomas Paine
But they will not erase what the people have seen
The new fourth estate, once awake, shall remain
And the haters of truth face a wry guillotine.
Jan 7, 2009 this is the church of ever-dying
wherein we worship what we find
within the breast of the lying,
beast weve come to call mankind
these are the days of wine and roses:
wakeful, we greet the holocaust
and find the point man who reposes
beneath the tree of life we lost
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