This is the new blog...CONFESSION ZERO

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(Panic - Ben Heine - Cartoons)



In unusually blunt comments for a serving senior officer, Dannatt told the Friday edition of the newspaper that the troops should "get ... out sometime soon because our presence exacerbates the security problems".

Be music now that the rest may follow,
Tread safely out of self-made gloom.
In our hands life has slipped loose
Tumbled down the tatty path of doom.

Be music now that the rest may follow,
Release this God-thrown derivation,
This holy communion of flesh
Near our whitened determination.

Be music now that the rest may follow,
Move now your thousand bones
Slumping back of your shape
Making its approach toward home.

Be music now that the rest may follow,
Embrace it with a gleaming teeth,
Leave now the bittered weeping
And odor of death and defeat.

Be music now that the rest may follow.



Copyright © 2006 mrp / thepoetryman




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