Classic poem of the day
It is we who are liars:
The Pretenders-to-be who are not
And the Pretenders-not-to-be who are.
It is we who use words
As screens for thoughts
And weave dark garments
To cover the naked body
Of the too white Truth.
It is we with the civilized souls
Who are liars.
Member poem of the day
How do you disguise atrocities
make people consider the unthinkable--
with words.
Words that say living space
but mean dominion and holocaust.
Words from sharp-cheekboned charlatans
slutting themselves to stoke the savagery.
Where are the words that kick us in the shin
that wake us from our sybartic slumber?
Where are the words
that save us from ash and rubble?
--published by The Watershed...
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