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The Pedestal And Promised Land (Free verse) by Judas kiss On her pedestal he stands
High above any other man
Trying to reach the promised lands
With a cross to bear
And nails thrust through wrists and hands.
On a yellow brick road covered in straw
Lays the gleaming armour of a tin man
And by the remains of a scarecrow is a lionâs claw
Where a plastic heart ticks no more.
He hears children nearby
They ask him to be the catcher in the rye
But soon the Monkeys will fly
And he will meet the wicked witch
But for today he wants to play
Heâs got all his life tomorrow to die.
He meets the wicked witch
Who locks him in a glass full of sand
Time buries his life and soul
And scatters him on the wasteland
As the children hang from the May pole.
Up the ladder:
Poetic Blue Justice
Down the ladder:
Winters Death
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Posted: November 19, 2003 7:32 AM PST; Last modified: November 19, 2003 7:32 AM PSTWeighted score: 5.43703 Overall Rank: 3015 Comments:
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horus8 @ 24.126.116.54
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22-Nov-03/12:39 AM
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I liked it.
The dog and the girl click theyre heel's and wake up at home.I as usual wind up looking for a heart... and get the lion's claw but only the claw..Everytime I book a flight to the promised land I get scattered I should join them on the pole, as I see the reflection of flyng monkeys on the tin mans armour I ponder on tommorows meeting with the witch. I love this one!
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