Tear the East
from West,
rip them apart,
no way - not even
a tesseract - back.
Hide your right
from your left
not to mention your wrong.
Spill the ink
to cover the blood.
Fill your mouth
with smiles
and your pockets
with love
in case of emergency.
Decent thoughts
bullied by deceit,
kicked in the pants,
- you always did
play dirty - hard.
Think you're safe,
stay secure.
North and South
won't tell on you,
but I just might.
Monday, May 01, 2006
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