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FRIDAY (3/27/09)

Clinton Says US bears blame for Mexico's Drug War
They scurry from cathedral to slum, scuttle from high-rise to house, under fences and over walls our culpable voice calls us out.

Pope 'distorting condom science'
Because our mind and hearts are human someone desires to drive a wooden stake through them, to keep us from breathing even a fragment of truth that cuddles up now and again next to our naked flesh.

Pakistani and Afghan Taliban Unify in Face of U.S. Influx
Influx certainly means upon our arrival or invasion. It seems we’ve failed to learn from our recent lessons. Maybe we’re blind beneath our war-painted faces?

Shoddy wiring 'everywhere' on bases in Iraq
It is not only the occupied that are trapped there, the darkness folds down over the faces of the invader as the resurrection of bombs rattle their limbs and screaming gunfire hammers their sleep.

© 2008 mrp/thepoetryman

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