"Let us compare mythologies"
- Leonard Cohen
"...would you rather see 12 year old girls
selling their bodies on the street?"
-A California Business Man;
defending lax Third World child labour laws,
CBC Radio
When did we lose our humanity?
Was it the day we realized
"grown-ups have forgotten how to play"
and knew we had no choice but to follow them down that road?
When did the world become grey?
So grey that we had to ask
women and children
to ignore the confetti
and balloons
and to please
politely get out of the life boats
and back onto the sinking ship.
"...in America there are the East-coast types who are...
a little pretentious;
and then there's the rest of us!
-A Republican Party Commentator;
CNN, Sept'08.
So,it's us...and them,
the "haves"...and the "have-nots",
the "haves"...and the "have-mores".
Its the Yalies
who like to pretend they're cowboys
...and the niggers on the rooftops
who were living on a floodplain;
that two percent of the work force
who are cowed into prisons
without a voice,
without a vote,
without a compass
:the rest of us.
"...I found myself falling toward
a small lake in the city of Hanoi
...and an angry crowd waiting there to greet me."
-John McCain's Acceptance Speech;
about his ill-fated 23rd bombing raid over Viet Nam,
Republican National Convention 4th of September,2008
"London can take it!"
So said Winston Churchill,
that brother in arms of America's greatest generation,
about the firestorm unleashed upon his city.
But not everyone can take bombs on their cities.
They can't take
the cinders and ash,
the noise,
the shock and awe.
They throw the perpetrators into a hole
and forget about them.
They'll do whatever it takes to stop the madness!
"Wipe the lipstick of the pigs and pit-bulls!"
Does it mean war with Russia?
So be it.
Does it mean war for a generation?
So be it.
War in perpetuity?
Amen








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Ehhh...Clarity is highly overrated, Scribe.
Even when ya spell it straight out, some will question you on your intentions.
Just write what you must ~ it's real, true, honest & worth the read, to be sure. The rest of us will remember our own interpretations, the feelings you evoke in us all. That's really all a Poet can hope for, isn't it? To touch someone with our words? You succeeded.

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