Wednesday, March 10, 2010

torn

two faces of a tyrant
one inviting a thousand curses
and my indulgent vengance of a methodical kill
*caned, stabbed, stoned, beaten, total annihilation

the other vulnerable and tender
once hid underneath a table from the menance of darkness
and cried over a collapsed sand castle
or the death of his favorite canary

with the day of ruin looming
all of the above will not matter
peace will come when I'm no longer torn

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