Posted by Jai Narayan on September 30, 2004, at 14:13:26
In reply to poem ... Apocalypse Lips, posted by Atticus on September 30, 2004, at 10:30:27
> Apocalypse Lips
>
> Just another dawning morning
> Under Orange Alert
> Beneath the sword of Damocles
> Here on the isle of Manhattan,
> And I’m puckered up to kiss
> The apocalypse’s lips**what, who's lips?
> They’re selling sugar-frosted cookies
> Of the Twin Towers**Okay, I'm gullible...but? Is this real?
> Where ghostly dying cries
> Ride the swirling winds
> Rising from the 70-foot pits.**Where were you when the towers came down? we may have to go to social....scary thought...to discuss.
> “Hell, a man’s gotta
> Make a living.”**this is capitalism at it's finest!
great poem.
Jai
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