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Terror’s teeth lunges for the leather whip that cracks the tense and shackled light.
We’ve enough of that, screeches the slave. Feared enough, roars the wounded slave. Pity, you’re caged by your own foul tongue, captured by your will to stir darkness, spent of courage that would mock a fair beast sending what’s been dead for what hasn’t lived.
What should we do with you, cries the slave. When shall we begin, shouts the bold slave. What shall we do with my fear, shrieks the master!
Terror’s teeth pierces the sheath that houses the whip and sets free its trembling.
Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Nov 10, 2008
Scar Tissue and the F bomb
Rage’s pretty white child has lost its teddy bear, it whose lips he knew and who hugged him tenderly.
We’ve been witness to this foxtrot under the dimness of fear. Heard him cry “O! How I do love thee, my wooly god!” Heard him screech of the emptiness pounding his ears when no one thought to challenge the lopsided score.
Throngs of emotion have dreamed of him wished his razor-sharp word would pierce their skin, the frowned face caked atop their melancholy mug as the cold flesh of emptiness left its unique scar.
Now his followers madly grimace as truth tumbles down upon the soft rear of indifference… and babies cry. Rise up tender child! Bravely swim back to us through the red water and bone! Back to the asylum!
Secret Order – Attack al Qaeda in many Countries
Coming in low, over the streets, over flesh, coming to free their bandaged minds of such rumbling, terror plummets down as savior and Christ!
Obama Plans to Close Gitmo
To do now what peace should have done before to seal up fear and anguish within the whispering walls; reverse a whore’s work and shackle hubris.
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Posted by Mark R. Prime head-lines on Nov 3, 2008
Iraq expects U.S. answer on pact
A pact made out of petroleum ignites over the empty streets illuminating a path of sprinkled bone.
US military chief visits Pakistan
The boots on the ground alight striking the sand beneath them. A child cries out for father in the arid, dishonest air.
Judge tells White House to release wiretapping docs
Where have they been all these days? Wandering through infinite reams of law asking one another what it means to listen? Had they but done just that years ago.
Republicans Scrambling to Save Seats in Congress
My mind asks, perplexed, “Why do men not lead beforehand?” Ask the maggots oozing under the flesh do you eat more frantically before your hungry?
Experts Question AIG Bailout
They want to dissect the beast. Feed it our flesh until it bursts, revealing what we've always known.
Iraq pledges $900K to help displaced Christians
Odd is the noise this makes; loud, yet unlike the laden clang of money doled out in our monstrous churches.