by Jennifer Evonne
Published on: Jun 23, 2005
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Type: Poetry

our bloodthirst cannot be quenched
by one body, or two, or a dozen
we must see severed heads
disemboweled villians
children cut down
like spare branches over power lines

we will overpower you
because we can
we will drink you dry and dig for more

rape and rape again
break and be broken
the cycle churns
as we feed it

our poisoned roots
twist the ties taut
the petrified sun decays
and shines blackness into our hearts

this cold, cruel hunger
is a bottomless cavern
and our energy
and dreams
will be consumed by it

unless we stop it RIGHT NOW
tell our guts to listen
our minds and aching hearts
are sick to death of destruction

we can only be one body
filled with tumors, illness, need
yet we stand stronger
if we heal the body whole
instead of devouring our own arms



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