(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

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Murder Urges

Turf unowned and yet boldly defended.
Color coded...
And suspense implemented,
Without benefit of common sense.
Vortexed are these trends...
Sucking like a vacuum,
The future from our children.
Who are quite lost...
And hunting to prey upon others at any cost.

Even though the cries of sanctimoniousness may rise....
Nothing will unglue from the pews,
Those of pious pretensed intentions.
They hide and deny sitting self qualified in temples.
Begging for forgiveness...
While allowing murder urges to exist outside.
Christians lieing behind hypocrisies they breed.
And lining up to feed themselves to the lions!

Submitted: Tuesday, March 11, 2008


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