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Whose Truth

Seeking a Truth The sewers under the abortion clinic is where successful rats live and only the strongest survives. From the bland food of suburbia and narrow minded excrements, unwilling given back to the drains and nature. These big rats have survived to sit by the top table and be respected as those who deserves a prize for endurance. They live on sludge of fetuses, tiny fingers small, beating hearts; also, clean livers; and the rats grow and reason as humans Rich rats now have an army of lesser rats to defend them, nothing last always, but for some it ended before it began.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 10/24/2012 12:47:00 PM
Thank you so much for sharing your outstanding poetry Jan. I enjoyed reading it and wish you all the best in your writing always. Love, Carol
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 10/24/2012 3:20:00 PM
thank you Carol
Date: 10/24/2012 9:19:00 AM
Dear Jan, The horror of your poem blinds me like the noon-day sun. You pull no punches here Oskar. love, Kathy
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 10/24/2012 3:20:00 PM
thank you Kathy
Date: 10/24/2012 4:57:00 AM
WORD...NOW THATS PIECE OF MIND
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Jan Oskar Hansen
Date: 10/24/2012 7:52:00 AM
thank you Moeka

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