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Obama to announce plan to pull 30,000 troops out of Afghanistan
Thirty thousand. More is needed. Much more. Bring water and food. Haul peace in by the jackboot. March war out of the sand by the scruff of its matted shell, drag it kicking and screaming of our deluded ownership.

Thirty thousand. More is needed. Much more. Arms held out with love turning in its fingers, bombs diffused with great care. Boom Boom Boom, inhales the lie. Hush Hush Hush, exhales truth…

Greece: Athens faces moment of truth, EU's Barroso says
A moment of truth would be nice to see. Full lips kissing all of the leftover love, hips grown down into the soil of our feet, truth bubbling up over wobbled knees, peace rising along with the new moon.

FDA releases 9 dire tobacco warning labels
WARNING: Mankind may cause dread.

Cancer, like war, rears its god-fouled head. Cancer, like murder, whirls its dry blade in us. Cancer, like abuse, puts its hands to our throats. Cancer, like genocide, strangles us of our half death.

-Cigarette Smoke Contains Carbon Monoxide. -War Smoke Contains Human Unkindness.

If one must choose one over the other, choose tobacco, there’s less suffering in it.

Africa’s Great Wall of Trees
O! Let the sand know it’s not alone! A great wall of red, yellow and green; loving armies striding across the Sahara, groves of loving limbs reaching up to the sun.

© 2011 by mark prime

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