Saturday, January 2, 2010

pieces

Pieces of a puzzle, one doth remembered, by the breeze that carries you, by the vibration that binds you...o'er the mountains of time, and crevasses of space, creatures watch and gaze at a lifeline that elates. children hung and killed for sport, like a sad eyed angel i have no remorse. in a land where the land is turned into cancer, where our mother is defiled for the kisses she gives us. everything has fallen to pieces,,,of a mind, of a soul,,,of an alien species, come to devour and infect. Sacred mother of the Earth hear our fallen cries, for we have no one else to cry to besides your endless skies....


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