David Howerton Poems

When you stand before deity
will your dog stand at the right hand
to give judgement?
Will your dog speak, wagging its tail
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When darkness begins to fall, the blond haired warriors rise to the battle. Forces of evil crawl from the ground, from their dwellings living in wastes of ten thousand spans, the once normal ones bent and corrupted over time. Delving into dark forbidden lore of other worlds before man. The tops of once grand towers, on forest crested mountains fires glow.

The songs are sung, the singers wear long white robes embroidered in life and the language of math. When the dark night falls and the fear of knowledge is great only on the tapestries, will the old knowledge be remembered? Shallow minds hating those who want to learn.
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Smart paper
wireless reports
your letter home,
computer misinterpretation
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Yellow metal flowers
open morning reflected
batteries recharge
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