Skip to main content

SATURDAY (5/9/09)


Probe: Taliban used civilians as ‘human shields’
Since the mighty have blistered with fire, since so many homes have been crushed, since all that’s left to grieve is death, since so many lie hushed in their graves, since unknown journeys have yet to come, children, mothers and fathers rise up with full and shaking tongue and lash this god-awful hatred and war from the earth! Speak, shout, stand among the dead and be their song…

Pope warns of misuse of religion
“Misuse of religion”… redundant utterance, synonymous dripping out of man whose lips know both their uses only too well.

U.S. says civilians killed in west Afghan strikes
Savages made of metal flesh of which affluent men and women, a killer wage, with war as their principal business, CEOs of death’s commanding brigade.

Pelosi Aide Told of Harsh Tactics
A two headed monster beckoning the impatient to come and listen to her melody of woe, how love had forsaken her, left her lonely and without companionship, smiled as the impatient horde moved nearer. With mocking laughter, the beast scraped them up and began to feast upon the sightless lot.

Gitmo Battle Escalates
The howling dogs of hell have had their druthers in that teeming land long jaws pulling at tender flesh teeth rending happiness and then the torture commenced.

Man who wouldn't walk again finishes marathon
Too often humans have been walking around, frowning on this orb. Little achievements here and there, a scant of laughter lodged in greed’s rosy throat, and this, a marathon of one, we’ll little note.

New York Teenagers Not Buying What (Sarah) Palin’s Selling
Out of the mouths of youth streams a ready truth, such audacity in their curious and pulsating honesty. Cheeky teens! Think they’re all that and then some! What would they know of parents who parade their
children in front of the slipshod tent of consumption?


© 2008 mrp/thepoetryman

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

sdrawkcaB nruT (Turn Backwards)

I have been witness to the four pillars and see no reason to carry death there. Doesn’t the world know that life moves for more than just the sons of Abraham? O! I see the stunned throats floating by in the dusk to their stiff-limbed sleep as metal rains down over the Jordan’s western prophet, children dying there. I am here, waiting, breathing in the dusk under the shadow of the patriarch, asking, can we again build the shrine inside the soul and leave our flesh to time? © 2008 mrp/thepoetryman

SKYFALL

Skyfall... We continue to play along with an unnatural game that has serious consequences, soon we'll find ourselves enslaved without recourse to the system. (Is that true of local charades?) Yes. (Why can't we free ourselves from the system?) The madness of money. (It's not money, it's people, right?) It's both, money and us in tandem, thus assuring money's might and our adherance to its loudness. (Madness...) Indeed. © 2017 Mark Richard Prime

THE ROCK HOLDS

The rock holds the soil in and from the soil springs the tree, the green of LIFE rolling from the blue, rising to the occasion of itself. . “Be!”, the (H)eartH declares, “Be what you are!” . (We thought we were!) . (We think we are!) . “You are, but not freely, therefore, only a thought, and a thought without much thinking, as if you were scared into it.”, the (H)eartH added. . [a quietude begins, the truth being heard and heeded, grooving to the flow] ~ © 2017 Mark Richard Prime