sword
Walk into my realm
of ignorance slavery and hate
Stroll my lined doctrines
proclaiming dust
wash away the ink
as you have the blood
of past wars
tanks patrol crowds
pawns read isms
standing on rotting floor boards
reverends
preach to deaf eyes
blind ears cleansing the world of thought
how glorious
one god
showing lemmings
THE OCEAN
written: 4-5-97