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Sep 2012
& the salts just keep on spreading--              
between Palestine & Israel,
millennium of a-saults burn in their hell--
collectively bringing bodies down
as a salty sacrifice screeches venom out
into the air,
& acidic sleepy nightmare scarring the earth dry.
  
          & the salts just keep on spreading--              
          & the salts just keep on spreading--              

what hope do we have as
you keep building your salt walls
--it's like a ******* clawing a scab.
keep shaking hands with cheese graters
slicing papers of ancient seas scrolls
where knowledge could be foretold
of love and peace young and old--

           but the salts just keep on spreading--        
           but the salts just keep on spreading--        

all over the world into already perfect countries--
dividing a world into your words
like a dead fish floating in your sea--
wrapped in parchment to be served
as a poisonous choice for dinner of all our minds.
makes us feel like we're walking on a landmine field,
points jagged piercing unyielding fear shrapnel in our brains.

           but the salts just keep on spreading--          
           but the salts just keep on spreading--          

and we wonder why our lands keep drying out.
putrid, salty sour milk words
burn the back of our throat
yet we hope to find water --
we hope the moats of these salty
words protect us.
but what happens when  the water dries up?


            the salts just keep on spreading--  
        the salts just keep on spreading--
Brycical
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