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rage's passion falls to frenzy
straining itself on anger's rusted nail
complicated matters that span many a decade now
only further complicate more complicated matters
of the shocking days spent in those shadows
of fear
amid brutal tribes who can only
seethe in revenge over one another
at the injustices that far too often prevail
the river that was once filled with prayers
peace and hope
is now on fire
burning every man ,woman and child
with its unfair blaze of tragic tale
wrestling with the wrought steel of guns and oiled
weapons for any apparent price of hire
the darkness keeps calling out to man's soul
chanting what is being done is for the good of one
and all
but through the 'Bomb Blasts', blood, screams and
the careless choke of murder's ire
can the world really believe such gore and gull
from such said small minded men
when its men that cannot compromise
and find level ground on which all can
live and walk again
even as wild beasts in forests deep
standing at the very edges themselves
of the three corners of hell
in their fight for survival they find common ground
and do not repeatedly attempt to annihilate
every last member of the species of their
supposed rival
why then cannot the masterful minds of men
learn from such deep hereditary intelligence
until they do
murder and bloodshed will stand by their sides
close personal friends
till time can no longer wake to rise
and lend the fist of goodness a helping hand
to beat back those violent tendencies of man's
inner darkness over his own inner demons again................................
(July 10, 2008 542am)