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The Grandmother Versus The People


Now we’re in the thick of it. Muck up to our eyeballs, poisons seeping into the heart of Love, The (H)eartH.

The people stand accused of the attempted murder of eternal life, spat the sleet.
The people stand accused of deserting heaven for their own makeshift concoction of agony.
The people stand accused, blasted war!
The people stand accused, crooned peace!
The people stand accused, reasoned justice!
The people stand accused, trumpeted the wind!
The people stand accused… of sheer stupidity.

Your job is to be stewards of life, proud of your home, sure of your kinship… loving.

She raises her voice with grace, plants the seeds that open the eyes, lifts the green with her loving water and begs that I begin to implement the promises that I’ve made.

Objection! Leading the witness!

Overruled…



© 2011 by mark prime


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