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So I Dream
Politicians rarely do what is needful, only if expedient They are all so greedful, with more than can be spent See them stand there sincerely, butter wouldn’t melt Hearts frozen, all ice and stone, so nothing’s ever felt Any cause moves them if it will win them an election Convince you they‘ll more than help, […]
Serial Friday ~ Arcadian Journey
Chapter Four When Eni awakened, Stavo had a lavish breakfast ready and they sat and enjoyed it and each other, ignoring a buzzing tension in the air. When Eni returned to the station house, it was quiet as a grave. Bill Condry manned the day desk and sent her out on patrol. She checked on […]
Serial Tuesday ~ Toliver
Chapter Five What was the matter with this sub-human idiot, Joad wondered? Had he been living alone on a remote asteroid? His internal queries gave him no clue. “Are you trying to tell me you don’t know about the sabotage to the weather satellite,” he asked? Toliver turned from the disarrayed pile of lumber […]
We Will Tell You
Join the revolution, turn and turn and turn Around, follow the sound, watch the birdie Which direction looks right; watch, learn Bet it all on just one card, down and dirty Watch all the ads and pay strict attention Get in the line now and march to the beat With the explosions, fast cuts, pretension […]
Serial Tuesday ~ Toliver
Chapter Four Toliver followed quietly behind the man who had purchased him. Joe, no Joad, had made him aware of the shock stick he carried on his belt. Toliver’s muscles had been released from their neural block and his hands had been uncuffed. He still wore shackles around his ankles, joined by a chain. It […]
Serial Friday ~ Arcadian Journey
Chapter Two Eni no longer stood by Stavo and Brother Dom. She marched up to North and pinned him with her stare. Joy Hardiway, looking distraught, came up as well. Eni made North begin again, though it made him swear. He spoke more slowly under her prodding glare and his tone was not so fraught […]
Beneath the Grass
What would it feel like, any fun, to live to be one hundred My imagination tells me it would be less fun more dread With luck, still shuffling around, able to pee upon my shoes Not rolled about like deadwood by someone I don’t choose Perhaps I will be non compos mentis and it will […]
Serial Tuesday ~ Toliver
Chapter Three The light proved more forgiving the next time Toliver awoke, and the pain in his head was merely a dull, persistent throb. He felt somehow younger, stronger with the sense of an idea or revelation on the tip of his mind. Whatever it was, he lost it quickly. He found himself strapped to […]
Last Note
One more bullet shot from one more gun You’re sure this must be the very last one Yet, once more death and once more pain And you know it will start all start again One more bomb falls from one more sky Is there really a reason for us to ask why One more terrorist […]
What Mouth Talking, Which Ears Hear?
Oh please let us have just one more child We promise to raise them meek and mild Never mind the children we will conceal Who will have to learn to cheat and steal Population worry is only for the poorest We are the richest, so all should adore us Population worry must haunt the richest […]
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