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Nov 2017
Spread hatred from your pointless blame
Make the whole world dread your name
Tell them that they all should bow
Before the one who shows them how
To paint the godless skies in gray
To answer prayer despair dismay
Inside the empty palms and psalms
Still ringing in your ears like bombs
That you scream dagger shards of glass
And spill it with a vicious slash
Then fade into the numb expanse
Of Navaraj’s fateful dance
Feel free to fear the great unknown
All judgments are but stick and stone
And time presents the only truth
As decomposing flesh and bone
Back to the Earth we all call home
We live to die, and die alone
                                                    alone
                                                                ­alone
*And then we roam...
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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