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dismay

how you trample the heart

and pound out your judgments

with such an angry fist

how can one expect to recover from

the losses

when fear becomes  a traitor

even hope now cries as if its a wounded

animal caught in the pits

guilt evades the crisis by stealing

more and more sleep

speaking words that ooze from wounds

the trembling mouth spits out

hurtful garbage

as the body further aches

just be closer

to the distance that is being revealed

this is the bare root of every volatile

conflict

this terrible train somehow must stop

there are so few platforms to choose from

so, I fear an all out wreck

very soon

then

complete and utter devastation

the slow silent severing of we

away from you

I drip in fear...........

(written Jan 18,2005  5am)