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How Strange (Free verse) by T. Becquerel I met a man once
He wanted my words
But didn?t say it;
He yearned for
them
Without knowing.
He made a noise,
Perhaps it was his last cry,
Perhaps his
Typical emotional waterfall
Had made him
The messenger of
Humanity.
So I wrote my words
On a piece of paper,
Folded it,
And began
to hand it to him,
But his arm
Had already
Been wrenched
From his body.
Up the ladder:
Prayer for Peace
Down the ladder:
Lonely Soul
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Posted: March 16, 2002 1:14 AM PST; Last modified: March 16, 2002 1:14 AM PSTWeighted score: 4.1656218 Overall Rank: 13258 Comments:
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27-Jul-01/4:20 PM
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I so totally don't get this. I think it might be powerful if I did...
Despite the awful "Typical emotional waterfall" line, you managed to save face with a wonderful ending.
yeah... how... strange.
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?
exceptionally good. i too have had the same experience.
Yes and don't you also find it strange that whilst we chant in pious tones of charity and goodwill to all men, our reaction to the common beggar in the street is always to tread on his bollocks and vomit on his face. There's so much hypocrisy in western society that I sometimes feel like trampling a beggar's bollocks and vomitting on his face. Then maybe things would change. But not until we do something about Palestine. I'm all for an independant Palestinian state IN PRINCIPLE, but is that really the correct spelling of Palestinian? Yes. It is.
How about how jessica Lynch hails from Palestine West Virginia? Isn't that Lynchianly appropriate? A quote from her dad "those folks that rescued my daughter were a brave bunch of people" I wonder how he's going to feel with an ethnic son or daughter in nine months. Let's take a moment to pray shall we. Dear whoever wherever could you please give me more psychic powers so that i may change my channel without getting up or looking for the remote. Thankyou, oh and could you give the rag heads some back ground music to their machine gun dance the next time a farmer shoots down an apache with a sling shot. It would help me absorb their glee a whole lot more since i've been warped by music television and the family feud. In the name of the father, the son and the holy toast (i mean spirit as in grey goose chilled without a glass). thank you lordy.
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