What?

What?

A Poem by The Glassface

Arrest the foreigners, they can't speak out when they don't know us


Wage war on the others, careless and selfish.


We pious people, lost to the wave

A generation broken

Lost without names

Time for an answer, a critical call

Won't stay here

I'll set off in fall


Children hear of science being a mythology,

Praise be the educated here

In our Holiest of houses

God bless


Slingshot back to the first time this was said

A rhythm sublime from a chorus unsaid


When does the mistake clip out of repeat?

Flickering grace




© 2010 The Glassface


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Yes, praise to the educated!
The oners who do not riducule for we are all one
In essence, we are all connected!
xx

Posted 15 Years Ago



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The Glassface

Arlington, TX



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