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Babylon's Rising

Babylon's Rising I made my way to the grocery store just like I did so many times in the years before asked the baker for some fresh unleavened bread he looked at me as if to say what for then one in the isle looked up with a smile as he was moping the floor pointed to a box on the shelf and said "for you our finest cardboard" upset the baker said, "we have no time for it mister we are busy making cakes with eggs and jellybeans and we have to be done in time for Easter" Baal and his bride must be very proud dwelling in the promised land like her master hunting eggs an Assyrian tradition and traditions give Gods their honor for this I fear that our ancient past will become our future and the promised land will be laid waste for we prefer the Gods of another Babylon's rising and those who wear her number are the same as those who give her strength and power who will walk away walk away walk away who will come and walk with me today and in the spirit I pray that our children will be OK and understand the things that I say that they might inherit my lord's kingdom after the judgment day

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Date: 3/31/2010 5:11:00 AM
Good morning Mark, I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning. Please continue with your writing endeavors. Love, Carol
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