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I come

Destruction famine and poverty
Forever it has been and always shall be
Cities looted polluted and burned to the ground
Just follow the trail and I shall be found
A body in the ditch, face down in the mud
Two lovers lying in a drying pool of mingled blood
I have seen death’s many faces - one of them mine
I’ll travel with him through the rest of time
Old or young, strong or weak
There are no prejudices that death keeps
He holds me close and calls me his child
For I am wrapped in hate so strong, yet mild

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On Monday June 26th, 2006, The Zebra Warrior (2404) writes:

this had some squeeze and bite..it felt like a poem that could have been written fafter the hurricane hit New orleans and systematically wiped out lives, like gods get fed up and just do something like that to amuse themslves..wow!!

On Sunday June 25th, 2006, Alanarchy (1599) writes:

Good flow. Powerful images. End's with T.S.'s whimper, just like men full of straw. Write on.

On Sunday June 25th, 2006, An Expired Member (6) writes:

mmm, that was tasty...

On Sunday June 25th, 2006, Astra Dei (644) writes:

i really enjoyed this.

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