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Incoherent Rain

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Too Much Destruction - then We believe them when they like little say" Oh They hit me first" Every ones always pickn on me.


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Incoherent Rain

Incoherent Rain
October 4, 2013 at 7:54am

Ask me why there is no one left
I will tell you what
came afer the storm.
it was forever calm
 
because there was no-one left
Wind stopped blowing
fires stopped burning
Sunami stooped sunami-ing
 
Fish floating, boats capsided.
chapel for sea gulls now a 
light house,burning
guiding lights snuffed 
power out of control
 
Where is tomorrow 
there will be no tomorrow
forever dusk
Who has seen the light
of day.?
 
Can anyone tell me what 
truth smells like
What radiation taste like
Is there another
word for manhood
 
This breath we use to 
utter is short
slow motion
slower-
cant pronounce my words
 
The grid is burning
puters not working
incommunicado
Theres a hole in the dyke 
Make haste while the sunshines
to late to be heard cannot
see in pitch blackness
So scary when
Niagara Falls
stopped flowing
The yelling stopped
After the bombs dropped
Hiroshima toxic gas
 
The news
Haiti-
New Orleans
Vietnam
New york
cuba -
Who's allowed to
live  until they die
these days.
When humans float like debris' 
can the dignity be restored
too many of us newly old
and children of poor children.

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