Thursday, September 13, 2007

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the ghosts walk thru the doors and walls
disturbing the peace with their ancient and recent creepy deeds
surfing the brain waves of children like a coded trojan
coming out of the mouths of teachers who've learned to live with their infection,
happy to be conduits for the reasoning of the well placed officials with the education
and the police with the street smarts that haven't been as yet hindered by the annual sensitivity in-services;
engineering their dream homes and molding soldiers and bureaucrats for their fate  
performing their zombie routines at where ever it is  they've been shipped out to.
 
So its spooky here but just now I heard a bird calling, maybe a blue jay, screeching with feeling
Nature with a mind of its own
Humans trying to model it , getting acquainted with calamitous actions that send a message that ultimately gets blown out of the mouth of fuhrs and presidents
And on the other hand there's days at the beach watching the sunset and later on wondering what it teaches after it has touched you.
 
None of the testimony can be believed when you're dealing with theives who have written the laws that divvy out the sweets refined from nature's resources.
To catch that kind of thief requires long term project management.
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