Blood reigns through land and water
education through history,
shatter the glass,
stop and you are shot,
cradle and savor a bite of boullion cube,
slop,
for the grime on you,
pigs you are,
for you, you do not share,
our hair,
our eyes,
our color,
our faith,
pretend to be a martyr my friend,
your like will erupt into death and rot
rot and decay
decaying ashes,
they mold,
mold into the snow,
the snow of a European winter,
frost bite, no sight,
does it feel right?
wrong,
you are like the KKK,
fighting for nothing every day,
mass of blood,
mass of flesh,
smell it burning,
bubbling,
blistering,
burning bodies,
Kristallnacht teaches,
learn through history,
Stop Genocide.
Categories:
boullion, history, war
Form: Free verse
I was once considered by my own admission, Qua-z-moto, because no dove
would love me or look upon me for me. Now after reading a e-mail for A
PRECIOUS GRACE: I contemplate this fate.
Today I deem myself a man of integrity and a man with a heart far richer and
more beautiful then the rarest of Gold Boullion from the fartherest regions of
Ancient Africa.
Yet, I find myself in the midst of the unknown sudden impact of silent joy from a
stranger with a delectable desire that has cause her to see deep within the
hidden regions of my being. Surely only God Himself could have inniated such
matter. Is it real or is it a hoax? Only time can reveal such a hopeful jubilation, or
such a tragic moment of profound weeping.
Categories:
boullion, hope, life, love, me,
Form: Ballad