anartao : Writing

The man in god

The man in god

A Poem by anartao


The walls that house the faithful are destroyed and clothed in flamesin these sectarian disputes over validity of claimsThe journey of a soul hijacked..
Nuremberg's dead and buried

Nuremberg's dead and buried

A Poem by anartao


The jackboots twitched suspended as they swayed upon the rope, a sentence passed for hatred bred so shocking in its scope a stolen Sanskr..
Our Faustian future

Our Faustian future

A Poem by anartao


Forget the midnight meeting at the crossroads in the tales, the devils kept up with the times and modernised his sales, he’s listene..
Twelve long years

Twelve long years

A Poem by anartao


Twelve long years since the towers fell, since a sense of safety burned, twelve long years in which it seems that not a thing was learned ..
Using dead kids as PR

Using dead kids as PR

A Poem by anartao


Fiery words of condemnation flow as the sabres start their clamour, the press-titutes weave webs of words and cast a blinding glamour, as ..
Darwin has left the building

Darwin has left the building

A Poem by anartao


Darwin sits with packed bags stacked on the platform of mans station, a throwback to a thinking past surpassed by forged equations, a grim..
Old friend

Old friend

A Poem by anartao


Hello old friend, I see you there standing quiet by the end of the bed A face once feared now welcome sight, open arms where once th..
Last thoughts before night

Last thoughts before night

A Poem by anartao


I sit and watch the crowds, an island in the midst of this river of flesh and blood, they part around me, and seamlessly rejoin aga..
Take it back

Take it back

A Poem by anartao


We're more than just replaceable cogs in the machine, revel in your uniqueness, gather back your self esteem, no longer let their l..
1975

1975

A Poem by anartao


The birth of a new independence for a land finally unbound, the chance to build their nation, full of pride on sovereign ground, free..