Slow ly go ing the Ser pent de SCendS, and leaveS the (spot) that it onCe called home; ? how can a Son of Sin dive be neath the SurfaCe of Such a bla tant con tro ver Sy ? and hav ing no Cer tain Sub StanCe to hiS Self though hiS Sub StanCe made dra ma tic change. it SeemS to me hiS choiCe iS un Scru pu louS, that iS to Say un juSt. he doeS n't un der Stand the imp lic a tionS of hiS ac tionS, nor can he Sit a lone and Slight ly cry at Some thing So incomprehenSible. uncomprehenSible. ungraSpable. innoSanemind. eye gueSS we'll ne ver know juSt why he did it or why he hateS uS So much OH WAIT! I KNOW! he'S jea louS of the SoundS of free domS that do not paSS through his deaf earS
Reason for writing:
Terrorist attacks on Sept11. If interested, I have some other related poetry. I will try to post it soon, but it may be a while.
Birth sign: Capricorn
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