Madalla 1 Poem by John Anusie
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Madalla 1
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What?
Has Thunder cracked
His whip?
Look!
Look behind you!
A jubilee of dust
Madness spiraling in smoke
And twisted steel.
Questions hang in the air,
Dark like the chambers of Valhalla;
Questions wed tongues
But the child is a stillbirth.
Tears have washed the streets clean
And it fails to find a meaning
In the rubble of the opium idiots.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
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