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25399 Vonnegut
by Jasmine Sword-Mannour time is borrowed in fragments
here on earth we have fooled
ourselves into believing we are
the pendulum of the universe; the
great axe that departs head from
shoulders in a steaming spray of
red fireworks.
we wage wars for fun, slaughter
innocence and lamb alike with
a cool monochrome demeanor
and let old die too soon. 05/13/2010 Posted on 05/13/2010
Copyright © 2024 Jasmine Sword-Mann
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 05/13/10 at 12:23 PM Good write lady and it is the truth. We should be ashamed of ourselves. |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 05/13/10 at 02:07 PM You know how much I like this! |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 05/13/10 at 02:54 PM ...jasmine, vonnegut got me, then your pome was right up there w/ vonnegutisms...good 'un.
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| Posted by S. Pelham Flood on 05/13/10 at 04:53 PM so very true... |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/13/10 at 09:56 PM Hells yeah. |
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