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GRAND SPECTACLE



(A Poetic Justice Photomontage)


250 Protesters Arrested, Including Amy Goodman


Looking from the opposite side of this other world
Wondering what it is that they must truly think of us

The mind awakens to their jarring ovation
And thoughts swoop in like dark winged beasts

I see them calling, “God damns you to hell!”

They shouldn’t tell peacekeepers that their voices can’t soar
They shouldn’t try breaking those who see the ugliness of their fears
They shouldn’t damn an outstretched hand while offering raging teeth
in exchange
And smile as they bring such reckless blades to neck
Because we will not kneel down and wait

Lions charging across the plains
Feel their razor claws as they seek the fearful ground
And thrusting wild boars come crashing
A victim’s quivering lips that have turned their hearts pale
Of cradling fear held up like a frozen hand

And their god will return to find them this way



© 2008 mrp/tpm


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HONOR AND CRAFT

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Kristol: "It's a ridiculous political calculation as well as a dishonorable one by those Republicans who are thinking of jumping ship. I think they can be beaten back with a strong campaign of explaining what's really happening on the ground in Iraq, and a real explanation of what the consequences of defeat would be. But I- you know, the Democrats are behaving terribly, but the Republicans are behaving foolishly - some of them. (chuckle)" (More...)


Dishonor is your amusement as you naked lie
In your quest for power’s reach; supremacy.
In attendance with the things of flesh and bone
Entertaining themselves about you, you gab
Incessantly about the oily future’s bounding craft.
O the lackluster smirk of connivance!
The prattle of foolish analysis by a crafty fool
Honoring himself and his ravenous ambition
To usurp the throne of ungodly liar!
Honor, you’ve none. Craft, you’ve plenty.



© 2007 mrp/thepoetryman




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