Thursday, January 12, 2006

 
The Temple of Fear

is larger than the world.
Assassins guard our room.

Contemptuous of ideas,
they have a job to do.

Some few escort coffins of
babies. Though parents weep
ashes, they're consoled by

flags and holy books courtesy
of Wealth. Reasons for sacrifice

fade in and out. Victims have
to ask of patriots the latest.

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