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A poets call to arms (Free verse) by INTRANSIT

Poets! Arise! Take up sword and shield and address those closest you. Go into the dead! Shake them awake and make them ask "why". Stab at their funny bone! Humor them and tickle their feet and tongue. Knock them asunder! Kick their shins and heads and roll them in verbage. Cut them in half! Grab their hearts in one hand, stomachs in t'other and show them themselves. Once you have done this, tend to them and nurture them and create an army.....

god'swife 14-Oct-02/7:53 AM
let's see, I read this last night while at Horus8's house. I wasn't too impressed. Horus8 seemed to really get it and he loved "roll them in verbage". This poem is goofy to a certain extent. I realize when you say the dead you don't mean the dead, dead, but I can't help picturing corpse in various states of decomposition and me trying to resurrect them. Also the image of an army just feels anti-poet. Poets do not lead armies, as far as I know, can anyone tell me if a poet has ever lead an army? Does Lincoln count




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