April 14, 2008

The message of the American Stonehenge also foreshadowed the current drive for Sustainable Development.

Georgia Guide Stones

AMERICAN STONEHENGE

located in Elberton, GA - North east Georgia

 

Please Vist these  sites

 

http://www.radioliberty.com/stones.htm 

 

http://thegeorgiaguidestones.com/stones.htm 

 

http://www.crystalinks.com/gaguidestones.html

 

I have visited this site  6 times at least- the word awesome is over used but I have no other words to describe their appearance.

The message inscribed on each tablet is a Guide for the World

written in many different languages

One stands alone in the shadow of this American Stonehenge and is at once a believer in the wisdom written in stone.

Elberton, a relatively small town, the so-called granite capitol of the world, is north east Georgia.

The Stones are erected near a pasture.

Nothing is marked to show they are even there, but riding by one can very easily see them and must stop and look.

I have many pictures of this monument, however, they are lost in computer - cyber space, along with my computer.

Please take a moment to look at these structures, and read the articles about them and their message.


 

Worth Seeing

worth reading

 

Hope you will benefit from their message and their ancient - modern construction, beauty

 

 

 


 


Posted on 04/14/2008 9:30 PM Comments (3)

March 24, 2008

RESIDENTS OF UK and/or IRELAND -CONTEST OPEN TO ONLY RESIDENTS OF UK / IRELAND

Visit this web site

Wilbur Smith is an author

This site has a 'contest' only available to residents of UK and Ireland

[Never forget Bobby Sands]

 

Contest to go to Nile & Egypt

 

http://www.wilbursmithbooks.com/home/index.html  

Click here: Wilbur Smith | Welcome 

 

Hoping a BuzzNet Member Reads this or is passed along and Wins !

Then posts their photos !


Posted on 03/24/2008 3:11 PM Comments (0)

February 23, 2008

Japan Travel Opporutinity

Have an invitation to go to Japan for 3 weeks in March.

No strings attached.

Expenses paid.

Will go and post pictures for ya'll !

 

Guess one cannot turn down such a generous offer given with kindness.

 

Will void out trip to Brooklyn --

 

Japan or Brooklyn?

Think Japan.

Look 4ward 2 posting photos !!

Cherry blossoms will be in bloom, so I have been told.


Posted on 02/23/2008 2:57 AM Comments (3)

February 11, 2008

PROMISING TREATMENTS FOR HCV AND OTHER LIVER DISEASES

 

Please visit this site

 

http://www.hepatitisactivist.org/fda.htm

 

FDA Fast–track Approval of Promising Treatments for HCV and Other Liver Diseases

As my representative, you ought to know liver disease is one of the major killers in America today.

Hepatitis C alone has been called a "silent epidemic" by former surgeon general Everett Koop, MD.

It is estimated that as many as 4 million Americans are infected. The death rate due to complications from this disease is expected to quadruple in the next 10 years. It is the number one cause for liver transplants and those numbers are rising exponentially.

There is no known cure and current treatment has an inadequate success rate (while often causing debilitating side effects).

The FDA needs to fast-track treatment development for this deadly disease.

A study presented at the American Association for the Study of Liver Diseases meeting on Tuesday November 9, 1999 concluded that long-term damage from C infections may cost the U.S. economy more than $81 billion by 2019.

The study, by researchers from the New England Medical Center and Tufts University School of Medicine, looked at what costs can be expected in the ten years from 2010 to 2019 as a result of the long-term effects of hepatitis C infections.

Most people infected by the virus do not notice any symptoms until serious liver damage starts 20 years or so later, although testing can detect the infection and lead to early treatment.

The study used a computer model to estimate the level of disease and death expected in the period 2010-2019 from existing and future infections. It found that the medical costs of treating such liver damage as cirrhosis and cancer would total at least $10.3 billion in those ten years.

Productivity lost to the work force from hepatitis C complications and death would equal another $71.5 billion, the researchers, led by Dr John Wong, said. "Our results suggest that hepatitis C will be an awakening health issue that should be addressed now," Wong said in his paper.

While some progress has been made of late in drug treatment development, there are simply not enough options available to people with this potentially deadly disease.

The FDA is infamous for its long approval process for new drug therapies.

Exceptions have been made for high profile widespread diseases such as HIV/AIDs. Such exceptions are appropriate for hepatitis C and other liver diseases given the scope of the problem.

I am requesting that you investigate this important area of public health and sponsor or co-sponsor legislation allow the FDA to fast track approvals for promising drugs for liver disease treatment..

Thank you for your attention and consideration in regard to this serious matter.

Sincerely,

Advocate note: After you copy the text above, just type your zip code into the box below and click on the "Find My Reps" button. Then, when you get to the Congress.org site, you can paste the contents of this letter into your representative(s) blank e-mail page. And don't forget to sign it before you send it!!! 

THNX TO FOR READING


Posted on 02/11/2008 2:13 AM Comments (1)

January 2, 2008

Naked Books

This is a psychological Dr. / patient question for me.  I do not know when innocence was lost - when lost as an infant - an infant, toddler does not know innocence from a bee sting - in that context I neva was an innocent.

As for loss of innocence re:  home life, community, the rich, the poor, neglected, rape of the earth --  came about in my isolation - would have books, a candle and get inside a tiny room & hide & read, and then process the knowledge, compare one's views to the others, find my OWN belief.  In secret Hide the books in the ceiling, conceal them take back to library.  Get more, as many as i could carry. was caught once by parent - horrid books!  gurl don't have no brain and thinks she can fuckin read? LAUGHTER, DRINKS ALL ROUND,  books thrown in the fire.  my precious books, burned my hands pulling them out, they were scorched badly & had no way to pay for the damage.  Returning the scorched books --- naked with burned books, laughter @ my nakedness, the bruises, scars, ------- maybe, that was truly loss of innocence.  lost trust in the librarian - my idol until then.  just dirt poor, what you been doin' with these books ? you t hink it is funny ? neva gave me a chance to answer.  neva cared.
holding my tummy, fearing i would throw up, i left, feeling every eye upon my naked body, going over every mark.
u r poor
u r abused
u r neva innocent
u r born
u r raped
 
u learn
u survive
 
u isolate
u and a book
 
book does not judge where you came from
what was done to you
book is safety
 

Posted on 01/02/2008 12:02 AM Comments (3)

December 21, 2007

Isolation

greetings

here comes the holidaz

joy, joy, joy, joy

one good thing about this time of year, is the freedom to enjoy life on its terms, for me that is, planning 2 go out w/the B dog and camp in the lowlands alone.  will take nuthin' 2 eat, will have h2o on hand.  hope 2 get far out enuff from any artificial lites, lie on a quilt sewn just for these little jaunts, gaze @ stars, moon, and the progress of the big bang, it is all an assortment of intelligence that is truly  a joke - that my mind can possibly begin to wrap itself around nature,creation, homo sapiens place in the vast, unending space over head.

one likes to believe they can actually understand

ha ha ha ha ha ha

a looney tuner here and concede will neva reach a point of knowledge of mother earth

will listen to the soft echoes of ages past

envision the continued renewal of mother; she takes care of herself, no matter what homo sapiens THINKS he/she is doin

 

that is the joke

obtw xcuse spelling errors, no spell check

 


Posted on 12/21/2007 2:42 PM Comments (5)

December 19, 2007

GAWD, the thoughts of this Mania

Gawd, dayz like these – lock me up, hold the key, when Mistress Mania has passed over, lemme out.

The Mania Passover.

Now is that sacrilege?

If it can b said – done – dreamed – Gawd, said > will say WTF comes out, w/o any filter.

Ancestors watch me tonight, stand guard.

 


Posted on 12/19/2007 10:18 PM Comments (0)

Nerver 4get Our Vets of Viet Nam

Nerver 4get Our Vets of Viet Nam

My Uncle lies in the foreign land of North Vietnam - his soul walks that land of foreigners, why did he ever go ? He was poor. He struggled up the ranks to become a fighter pilot. His plane was shot down. Did he eject?
Was he captured? Tortured to be sure if still alive when caught. Is his physical body alive, yet dead.? If he is dead, may the gods have mercy on his soul, sprit and release his spirit to his elders, his ancestors. May he walk proud in the land of love between fellow soldiers, relatives, animals, creatures, and spritis we stive to reach in glory one day.

Posted on 12/19/2007 6:58 PM Comments (1)

December 8, 2007

SUICIDES FALSE PROPHET




Whispering Death


Of solace to the  weak
Calmness to the enslaved
Caresses to the wounded spirit
Acceptance of the flawed
Promised freedom to the persecuted

Spoken in gentle tones
Whispered as a lover
Enticing the distraught, forlorn
The perplexed
Macabre vile creatures
With a disguised voice of slime
Transform brightly into a savior
False savior.

Tear drops fell and crashed
Malevolent convulsions  possessed her

Mutilated, deceived, demythologized
Death's voice had reassured
 
One must possess energy to answer
Death's soulless. tempting chant

**  ***  **   ***  **   **

A human body in a picture
Tablets of sleep, empty bottles
A sharpened red blade
Wounds inflicted, a muted cry for help
Hand clutched a phone,
Puddles of tears framed the lifeless form.
Beware, the voice of demon calm.


Satirah


Posted on 12/08/2007 9:44 AM Comments (0)

December 7, 2007

DragonEye


Dragon's Eye

Vibrant rainbow hued flowers began to fade
Halos once crowning displays
Innocence torn in pain, suddenly betrayed
Vile sin and malodorous evil are bouquets

Gloom beneath a stagnant blackened sky
Eternal damnation beckons Man to the Sadistic Dragon's Eye
Shadow creatures of death torment Man's soul to the Lair
Devout, righteous depart the realm of Hades in murmured prayer

Eden's garden defiled with sinful grain
Redeem Man from venial sin, accursed mark of Cain
Truth remorse and guilt of days of yore
Shall the Aged saints battle the dragon in godly war

Purity, cleanse and pray for inner knowledge and peace
Repent and salvation, the Dragon's release
Drops fall, hear the sound
Quenching Man's thirst and sin on Holy Ground

Entomb the wicked,  search for paradise of blue
Thrones of Glory, Man's to pursue.

The Dragon still lives, his minions walk the land
Live  with purity of heart and a whip in hand


Satirah Davis


Posted on 12/07/2007 11:15 PM Comments (1)

THE CLOSED DOOR

The Closed Door

Why do you weep
Worry and pry
A mere lowly female child
Stolen away in the light of day
 
Innocence unknown snatched away
Banished to a dank cellar
A towering door slammed then latched
Lifeless  frigid cement  for comfort
 
Black roses across a child's bosom
Escape this godforsaken  place
Eyes closed, a foul aroma
A ghoulish sense of what was to be
 

Have you found  peace or death
Have you found unquestioned  hell
 

Pain shriveled up your heart
Love ne'er touched you


Satirah Davis


Posted on 12/07/2007 11:11 PM Comments (0)

HEAR THAT TRAIN


Hear  That  Train 

Brown eyes set in a handsome face asked
How 'bout hearin' that train one more time
Just for ole' times sake
Hey, just once Baby

My eyes could see all the works for the ride
My stomach filled with more butterflies than it
Could possibly contain
Butterflies swirled around me and deep within me

My arms itched
My eyes wandered over my skin
Searching for what lie beneath
My eyes saw soft blemish free skin

No long sleeves
Soft, healed tan skin
Clear, beautiful skin

**

Hearing that train once

They saw its destination as
Total ecstasy
Just one ride to hear that train


My soul, what mind left knows where
The train goes
Knows it is a one way ticket
You ride, you ride again

Hell, One More Ride!
You never hear the train
Oh yeah, seldom are the times
You keep on tryin', gotta hear it this time!

If ever were a demon
It is hearin' that train
Trippin', fallin', runnin'
Chasing that train!

***

Got out - Away
Walk by the train tracks
To hear a train made of metal

To see a train track, not tracks


Demons and hearin' that train
Burstin' your ear drums
Sign up ahead
Hell


Let those who have the face of man
That smiles, gorgeous eyes in a handsome face
Take a poor, down hearted soul, lost, alone
To hear that train

I lay my head down
Cry and cannot stop
I see many ridin' that train to hell
My tears could flood that ole' train track 

Demons appear
One after the other
Hell has an endless supply
It is HELL who hears the train

Each time an innocent takes that ride
To hear that train
Hell hears that whistle blow
Each time the innocent die.


Satirah


Posted on 12/07/2007 11:03 PM Comments (1)

My Beloved Beckons

 

Warmth of your body next to mine
Sound of your breath
The smell of you
Stolen away from me
Far away, far way
Steps heard,
Loud words
Simple caresses
Come back
I shall go to you
Join you, please, please
Chairs, couch and bed are empty
Death beckons
Are you calling
Calling for me
The savior is my beloved's words
A love, a love, a love
Shadows befall me
Hold me close
Welcome me
Warmth of bodies entwined
Brightness rapes the darkness
I come to you
This world rejects me
I leave to the life
Life with you
Take me
Your arms open
Your face smiles
The life beckons
I answer,
Yes.
To you my love.

Satirah

Posted on 12/07/2007 11:00 PM Comments (0)

MY FIRST LOVER - my first one

MY FIRST LOVER

Remember you as tall, straight posture
Muscle, bone, tan skin
Most lovely of men
Darkest black hair, curly, long

Green eyes set in a handsome face
Trusted, loved, adored
Wanted to see a smile
Hear your laugh

You set the sun and moon
Just by the sight of you

At my birth did you pace in the marshes
Waiting, wondering would this child be safe
A girl or boy, did that matter?
Did you pray for your wife and unborn child?
.

Held me on your shoulders
Tickled me till my sides hurt
Gave me that nod as we shared our secret
Secrets, and love?
Secrets made of concrete


The steel and concrete
Replace my heart, soul
You did it
Broke an innocent

Still, you hung the stars and moon

I chased your footsteps
Loved you
Kept our secrets
Love and shame

Mind is doubtful
Distrustful
Avoiding the touch of man
Laughter hides the pain
Secrets and shame


My FirstLover
Rests decaying in the ground
I have secrets of you
Secrets and shame

Closeness is a foreign shore
Frightened,
In the arms of a second lover
Love is secrets and pain


The sun is cold
The stars never twinkle

My FirstLover
Please do tell
Who was your FirstLover?
It began long before me
Ages, ages ..........

My Dad
My FirstLover
I forgive you
Love you



Satirah ~
Dedicated to My Father born to repeat the raping of innocents.
You tried to hang the sun and moon for a little girl who followed you like a puppy.

Posted on 12/07/2007 10:23 PM Comments (0)

December 3, 2007

troops on the greyhound & ramblin' thoughts

Older »

troops on the greyhound & ramblin' thoughts

Troops on the Greyhound
and Ramblin' Thoughts
 
 
rode greyhound bus lines
first mistake
but way interesting
seeing young girls with babies
ridin' that bus to say bye to their hubby
who is shippin off to iraq, afganistan
these girls are babies with babies
and their hubby is a boy
 
see young boys/ men
they r men
ridin' greyhound to get to the base
to get on the plane to get to iraq or afganistan
wanna ask them
why did u join
not my business
so i hug them
don't say a word
just hug their bodies
warm, life, blood pumpin'
why did u join
i wanna say
wtf were / are u thinkin
 
commercial
u made them strong
we'll make them army strong
(yeah, sure)
commercial
they (soldiers off to iraq) tell them they are going to be part of something important
(under my breath - yeah a military funeral)
 
back to bus
young men
carryin' duffel bags weighin' more than they do
standin', standin', standin' in line
waitin' waitin'
to die?
wtf
 
 
CNN comes on TV
Report about failure of VA
Ya think they would know
They are wanted b/c they have a pulse, warm blood, brain
Bes' not get hurt, Bes' not get hurt
they stare @ the screen and it is like seeing a rapture in their eyes
the injured, maimed men comin' home
promised a 100% disability benefit
receiving nada
 
Don't they know?
 
sad, oh so sad
my young boy
come home safe
to yer wife and babies
please think
please think
 
do u know more than me?
i hope so
 
'cause if not
why did u join?
why r u takin' the risk?
 
no job @ home
folks not enuff pull or $$
to keep ya out
 
take a section 8
please
 
i dun't wanna see ya on the tv screen
 
I dun't wanna see ya dead
 
do u read the papers
not the propaganda
the papers
 
yet, i dun't know myself
what is the truth
mind is turned round
upside down
back asswards
 
days r a comin
 
when the truth rises up
 
the poor rise up
 
poor shall rise up
and take what is theirs
they have been dyin' fer freedom
throughout history
 
smile to the poor
smile to the ones
who are
 
well
wtf were u thinkin'
 
not my business to ask ya
i support ya
dun't support the war
would fight fer ya
fer yer rights
 
pls tell me wtf were ya thinkin.
 
help me understand
sleep @ nite
help me
wtf were ya thinkin

Posted on 12/03/2007 8:40 PM Comments (0)

November 27, 2007

Befuddled Mind Not A Beautiful Mind

Befuddled Mind Not A Beautiful Mind



I have been attempting to re-establish Disability Benefits; all was well with the Disability payments until I moved to another county in the same state, as my permanent address.
Ignorant -- I thought the move would not change anything except my address
Wrong - Moving to another county within the same state -- you need to reapply; this is no easy matter. The forms, papers, etc.; I do not have now.
I have some of the needed papers, proof of this and that.
(What gets me is that I did not have to have these extra forms when I first applied for:::: State to pay premiums for Medicare and Drug payment;
reckon it is something to do with HOMELAND SECURITY)
at this point I have zero brain activity concerning this matter.

My case worker surely wants to strangle me / rather that me and my total and utterly complete ignorant questions, answers, disappear from her desk and thanks be to God her memory.
I do not understand what she is telling me to do, to bring, to get, to have.
When my ignorance is a bright, shiny, large sign on my forehead blinking:
Dummy Here, Duh? I Dun't Know
the forehead sign is also in Neon flashing, blinking, quite noticeable in a trailer park way

2Morrow, I HAVE to get the bank statements from June (I think).

I promise this is the truth, I filled out an application, mailed it in, yet the application was evidently not the one my / the case worker wanted or sent according to her.

I don't doubt she is 100% correct; as lately every instruction given me - seems to fly over my head; the first sentence is understood, after that it is a toss up as to what followed. And what followed was the MAIN TO DO list.

Do not hold any ill will toward case worker.
It is me.
I am in dense fog
in a blackened cloud
buried beneath all the noise of a rock concert

Please let 2morrow be different.

Note to anyone:: if you can work; it is my opinion that you do so.
if you can not work; get all your papers in order
birth certificate, marriage license, if needed divorce papers, death certificates, social security card, drivers license, bank statements, bank statements, rental or mortgage papers, utility monthly bills, grocery bills, every little think that U THINK WELL, MAYBE I WILL NEED THIS SAVE.
BETTER TO HAVE TOO MANY PAPERS THAN NOT ENOUGH
OH!! Life Insurance Policies ----KEEP THESE !!!!!!!!

Posted on 11/27/2007 4:54 AM Comments (0)

November 23, 2007

T'Day

Neva a favorite holiday; it is the bums rush  >> on the Native Americans by the glorious all mighty white man.
Native Americans knew more then about the earth than the white man will ever understand.
Earth, wildlife were RESPECTED.
An attribute  'civilized' man just doesn't get; just will not sink in his skull;
or her skull.
We loose more than we gain by being 'civilized'
Guilty here too.
Computer, movies, books, healthy foods - all cause pollution.  Dishwasher - rarely use that - easier & faster to wash by hand the few pots, pans, dishes etc used for one.
Dr is constantly on vigil during the holidaz - he professionally thinks this time of year is esp. DANGEROUS for me.  Bro' I got news for ya; one day is the same as the other.  He still doesn't quite believe it.  Guess it is his responsibility to mention that depression may peak during the holidaz. Ok, doc u did yer part, thnx a zillion.
Cameras stolen -- didn't Dpress me --- am a tad homicidal.
Repeatin over and over --- they must have needed the camera more than U -- somehow it just ain't workin' .  Gonna start sayin' they needed a fix more than U.  Probly the truth of the theft - the thief - doper.
Wanna do dope - fine and dandy.  Jest make sure u can afford it, damage only yerself.
Bye and Bye it will all work out.
Heck, I might jest get me a better camera - in my dreams.
Course, ya'll guys have the talent - and a camera does not talent make.
will switch back 2 oils &  canvas
probly betta.
 
lonely gurl - boo hoo.
jest got on me pity pot fer a sec.
Off the dang thang now.
Life is callin' my name.

Posted on 11/23/2007 5:32 AM Comments (0)

November 12, 2007

Dr. Day

My every 3 month visit to Dr was 2day;

still looney tunes

changed my meds, upped dosage, I think dosage needs to be reduced, what do I know, I'm the looney tuner.

Dr's office has a rock climb wall near, B- dog and I decided to give it a climb, Dr. saw me half way up and screamed my name; he was terrified I was gonna fall. Gawd, a law suit -- sure was his thinking.  We came down, no problem.  Me climbing rock wall only verified his DX of my mental problems. lololololol 

Can't a gurl have any fun ?  Not when your every move, every word, thought is analyzed - even filmed.  Would post it on here IF I could actually have the footage; why can't I? It is me, it is me! Who owns it ?  I sure paid for it, still paying.  Why should I pay 4 my mind goin' in circles? Had no say in it. Can feel angry towards the ones who abused an innocent child. Gawd, reckon they thought, "she wants it!!!"  Didn't even know wtf was goin' on, did think eventually reckon everyone does this.  I dun't know anymore. Too many flashes, flashes, pain, pain from where?  Who am I?  What am I? Where am I?  Stop!! Stop!! I gotta stop this thinking business, get to reading again. Gonna study religions -- the War Gods.  My god is stronger than yer god, sorta book.  Ya know, thinkin' 'bout the native american religion, makes sense

 

I didn't want a 'normal brain' normal thinking' -- so everlasting boring. U think this I think that. Only friend is a book - mind rambles, always a ping-pong match goin' on.  Random thoughts, random actions.

O!!! Mistress Mania --- she is the wild one, fun, happy, let's go, let's do this to hell with the consequences.  Mistress Mania sees no problems. She gets up and leaves and enter Master De-Press-Ah-Me and down I go, down, down, leave me alone, isolate in my room.  Isolate with Bowie (my doggie).  He never judges me, always loves me. Both come with Mr. Psychotic Features.

B- dog and I are living by ourselves now. Mood swings are uncontrolled.  This place [buzznet]  gives me peace. Don't know why yet. Feel @ home. Could be I am shielded from reality @ this screen.  Reality hurts.  Pain and scars from the past.  Could always learn though. Kept a book in my hands all the time; finished school early, college early. No friends. None.  Alone.

O, can smile and laugh when needed. The mental actress. 

Yeah, Mental Actress.

Leavin' 2morrow 4 the beach.  Mental actress with a gypsy soul.

catch ya'll l8er


Posted on 11/12/2007 8:44 PM Comments (0)

November 11, 2007

The Moon's Vigil

 

 

The Moon Stood Vigil




A scarred moon rose
Darkness entombed the land
Savage winds bulldogged clouds
Crashing cloud into cloud
Raging lightening raped blackened clouds
Hatred fell in cold angry drops
 The moon, the foolish moon stood vigil
 As raped clouds wept,  
 Lightening and thunder vied ore the harbinger of the day
 
Breezes and a leering sun continued the battle of night
Snow, delicate and bleeding fell from raped clouds
Willfully the plants survived
A bloom on the vine was ripened at day's end
Trees stretched their limbs upwards
Their trunks thickened thrice in one season
Pups were born
Bird's flew and sang innocent of the time to come
It had arrived
 
And they survived 26 generations.
 
Virgin clouds of white blocked the moon, stars
Warm southern breezes soothed the earth
The northern wind recruited the polar regions
That they should do battle against the southern realms
Covert with stealth the northern wind blew harmless
Tempting the warm breezes to mingle, to dance, to frolic
Savage, cruel without pity the northern winds ambushed a naïve southern zephyr
Blasted destruction upon the warm breezes
Smashing headlong together the sound screeched of slaughter
 
Hail, sleet as meteors punished the earth thru the night assault
          
 
Violence reigned; the north winds held dominion ore the land.
 

Demoralized the sun rose to see the massacre
Warmth seeped thru the lethargic cold as it slumbered
Attempting to melt meteors of ice
Night brutally shut away the sun's warmth
Embedded cold now entrenched
Triumphant
 
Day and night
Hail storms, sleet, venomous cold
Night and day
 

Meager warmth from the disgraced sun
Birds huddled, their bodies frozen
Pups were born
Plants, trees, flowers

All were burned for warmth  
And they survived 14 generations
 

Brutal night struck the earth
The sun awoke brilliantly after its fatigue

Its sultry glow awoke the earth’s longing


Confused the moon would not give up its rank in the night sky

 


First light glared, burnt into the land
A sun in estrus
Day and Night
The gross heat was not humbled
The sun breast-fed on the innocent earth
Green lands, flowers, gentle waters crippled
And pups were born
Birds scorched,  parched throats do not sing
And sweat fell to earth
 

And they survived 4 generations
 
Clouds well-nourished with rainwater
Enshrouded the earth

Cloaked the moon and stars  
The damnable heat raged with passion
Lightening savage and with malice
Naked and obscene it struck the dry earth
The earth quaked with strike after strike
As the detested sun climbed in the sky
The insane clouds, fruitless for generations
Rained down on the desolate land
Day and night
Night and day
A deluge of rain, hot and steaming from the everlasting fire
Pups were born
Birds were reduced to hopping about in the mud
 
And they survived 1 generation
 

The moon who had stood vigil these many generations
Flamboyant it hung in the night; a full moon scarred and luminescent
It presided ore the night
Curious and frightened of what was to come
As night rode roughshod ore the earth
Heat reigned supreme
The kiln of night
Swallowed  the earth
The earth baked, burned
Lakes, streams evaporated over night
No pups were born
Nor did birds sing
Time did pass
 
Who knew or cared
Heat, all consuming heat
The wind whipped up giant dust devils
A lone stone peeked out of the sand dunes
 
Ants traveled along on the sand gracefully,  

Going about the business of life
Touching antennae to exchange news, briefings
Who knew
The operation ran smooth
 
The moon peeked to the spot and hurriedly glared
To witness  these residents and their stone,

To read the words on the solitary stone

 
The meek shall inherit the earth.
 
Made no sense to the ancient moon.

 

 


Posted on 11/11/2007 6:10 PM Comments (0)
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