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Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Sweet Jingo

A fire blooming in the heart of a flower
A new god rising in the absence of reason
Myth makers lulling the gullible to sleep
Circling the truth in concentric rings

A fire blooming in the heart of a flower
A new god rising in the absence of reason
Myth makers calling the gullible to arms
Digging trenches in fear, fixed and silent

Blood flowing from the heart of a flower
Morality vacated by icons of violence
The mind of a child succored by war
Yearning, relentless, thirsty for peril

Blood flowing from the heart of a flower
Morality vacated by icons of violence
The mind of a child bonded in magic
Falling in the dark, in the place of lies

Gravity reaching for the pealing petals
Drawing them down to the musty earth
Scattered, crushed under the boot of hate

            The bitter lesson awaits 

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