The pen is not mightier than the sword.
To write or talk
will not resolve the conflicts we are in.
Not ink, but blood
will stain the white and too pure status quo.
I do not speak
of phallic braggadocio, but of truth–
the stabbing kind
that cuts off heads so new ones take their place.
From death, new birth.
A
red
flame
should
be let
out.
Do not
keep
it all
bottled
up inside.
Smash the
glass, free
the flame,
and drink
cocktails
when the
time for
festivities
has arrived.
The Palestinian
Helen is a face that
has launched a dozen ships to feed and to rescue her from the destroying Troy of today.
Those
on the boats,
her suitors,
have
all sworn
an oath
to sail
there, and
save her.
Will
they need
a decade
to break
that wall? Can
a gift-horse
of wood
be sneaked in to
get to her?
Kirk was a jerk.
He had a wee face
and a smaller mind,
eyes not seeing,
an inability to use a
nose to smell out the
stink that came
from a
tongue so toxic,
lips too slick, &
a chin too high.
His neck
got the shot he wanted, a bullet line not from the left, but the right.
Be wary
of what you
pray for, Bible-
thumping dummies.
There
is far
greater terror
in the
days
since
Sept.
11th,
such
as all
they’d
drop
from
bombers,
or
who
the
helicopters
dropped
onto the
Andes.
S
t
a
y
i
n
g
c
o
n
n
e
c
t
e
d
with
friends online can sometimes feel as if you are ramming
your
h
e
a
d
a
g
a
i
n
s
t
a
w
a
l
l,
because
if the plug is left pulled out, there might as well have never been a wall, or even the pins
to go in.
wall + socket
= neighbours
I
f
all of you
o
l
i
g
a
r
c
h
s
think that
your wealth
will make you
all live forever,
think again.
Your
fate is hanging by
a single horsehair.
What good is a pan
with no food in it?
What use is food
aid not let inside?
Why queue up for food
when troops fire at
you? When bullets
fill your guts, why
put food in them?
Food left out to spoil may
as well not be sent.
Killers’ empty guns
fill the people more.
Outing
a CEO and
a CPO who
are making
the beast with two
backs is a cold play
indeed. Nonetheless,
these top people
have been far too
close for far too
long. It is high
time that they were
broken up……..They have
kept us,…………..down below,
apart for………………far too long.
It’s time……………………..that they
knew what………………we’ve always
known: the…………………….loneliness,
isolation, and………………estrangement.
O, if
I had
the
means to make the sacrifices
needed so the troubles of the
world
would
be no
more,
I then
would
be much
happier.
But I
am like
Dr.
Hawkeye
Pierce
in his
night-
mare: no
arms. No
gun, either.
No cash.
I feel so
helpless.
Infinite Ocean 
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