War driven mongers
I will not become you
beckening you
into outer spheric
multitudes. WARing
WARing into dust
of intellectual properties
gone off course
to some insomniacs room
full of dread
and bread and butter.
600 horse power machine
walking blindly to the sun
of ancient civilizations
not caring
or daring to see their
point of view.
Someone somewhere
talk to me.
Tell me unsung thoughts
of unmarried youth
devouring history
like a flower’s sweet smell
at dawn.
Come before me.
Don’t scare me
at night with unknown
blasts of misunderstanding.

#permalink posted by Erika Knerr: 11/01/03 10:55:00 PM


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