Peace
If nature is a whore
and mother is a bore
just think of what's in store
for those poor souls
who wander,
but never gather
together enough pieces
of the puzzle...
who never take the time
to see clearly
their war is upon us
their lies tease the demons
with unascertained freedom
bathed in the blood of a treacherous species
only one fate for an un-unified humanity!
Written Fall 2005