Mad politicians threaten nuclear war
While madder religious maniacs
Send suicide bombers to kill and destroy.
Bombers brainwashed into believing
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((Slightly amended. Written for 'The Dropout' story project. Inspired by a scene in a telly western)) .
'May I kiss you? ' John asked timidly, fearing that she would say, 'No! '
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Genetic engineering’s here to stay
Possibilities are endless, scientists say:
Men mixed with anything we can find:
Oak trees, wasps, ants and elephants combined.
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Your shining eyes excite:
Those pupils, fathomless black,
That grab, and drag me down
Into bottomless pits;
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A Word:
A Magic Spell,
Like “Love” or “Death”
Or “Life”,
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"Nothing" is so hard to imagine,
For even empty space is something.
Nothing means "no thing",
Which means it cannot exist
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Spoon me some soothing sounds.
Make me swoon though it's not even June.
Croon beneath the moon
Amongst flowers in bloom.
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Busy humble bumble bees buzz and hum amongst my geraniums.
I squeeze past them as they hover
From flower to flower,
On my way into my electric blue
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It's an early hour
At least for me.
I'm half asleep yet full of thought.
As if my brain has churned through everything
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Life clings on
In deserts, ice sheets and hot acid pools.
Those selfish genes persist:
Batons in a Marathon relay race.
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