Another unedited poem...worse by the minute

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Posted by Warrior Empress from host-62-135-35-45.link.net (62.135.35.45) on Wednesday, April 23, 2003 at 3:35PM :

In your eyes two streaming rivers,
In your warmth the blazing sun,
In your veins the blood of a nation,
In your whispers the unity of one.

Oh! And how I long to kiss those trembling lips,
How I yearn to feel the beat of that heart,
How I adore to admire the flawless beauty,
How I rejoice to fuse what was rendered apart.

In HIS eyes dollar signs a-gleaming!
In HIS heart the rape and pillage of his mother's son,
In HIS veins the oil of my nation,
In HIS cries the war has begun.

Oh! And how I long to mutter those deafening screams,
How I yearn to rip out the stone cold heart,
How I loathe to set eyes upon the invading disease,
How I despise to succumb from the very start.

Am I destined to stand here,
Cold, naked and alone?
Am I destined to crumble,
Like the ancient statues of stone?
Am I ordained and fated to search for an eternity,
For a long lost dream called home?

I ask thee….

-- Warrior Empress
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Follow Ups:

Don't be hard on yourself. Better by the minute! - Jeff 10:58PM 04/23/2003 () (1)

Good Advice For Aprim... - Iraqi Panch 3:44PM 04/25/2003 () (0)

For what it's worth, I liked it! : ) (no mssg) - Sadie 4:51PM 04/23/2003 () (1)

clarification - Sadie 6:11PM 04/23/2003 () (0)

Re: Another unedited poem...worse by the minute - Iraqi Panch 4:11PM 04/23/2003 () (0)

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