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Jeremy Duff Apr 2013
Ju and the Witchman Ki.
Jeremy Duff
Apr 2013
The fire still burns brightly out of the holes in the ground.
Years ago, the Bad Men had lit them.
Ju's father had been there and he had died.
Ju had grown resentful of the Bad Men.
And now, six years after his father's death he had a chance.
A chance at revenge.
Before him stood the Bad Mayor's Casa De Espana
and in his pocket lies a button fashioned by the Men of Long Ago.
And beneath Espana was Two Oceans of RDX the Men of Long Ago had created.
The Withchman Ki had told him where to put it and how to get it there.
It had taken him weeks for the right moment to arise and finally he got it.
Now, 3 days after planting it he was ready.
The Witchman Ki had told him he needed only be 3 Fallen Oak lengths away from the bomb.
The Witchman Ki had told him he would be okay if he was that far away.
And that the button would not work any farther.
Ju pulled the button from his pocket and smiled.
His remaining 9 teeth clattered violently.
He pressed the button and sat-fell down.
Light.
Happiness.
Revenge.
"I love you father," Ju thought.
The Witchman Ki laughed, miles away.
Years ago, the Bad Men had lit them.
Ju's father had been there and he had died.
Ju had grown resentful of the Bad Men.
And now, six years after his father's death he had a chance.
A chance at revenge.
Before him stood the Bad Mayor's Casa De Espana
and in his pocket lies a button fashioned by the Men of Long Ago.
And beneath Espana was Two Oceans of RDX the Men of Long Ago had created.
The Withchman Ki had told him where to put it and how to get it there.
It had taken him weeks for the right moment to arise and finally he got it.
Now, 3 days after planting it he was ready.
The Witchman Ki had told him he needed only be 3 Fallen Oak lengths away from the bomb.
The Witchman Ki had told him he would be okay if he was that far away.
And that the button would not work any farther.
Ju pulled the button from his pocket and smiled.
His remaining 9 teeth clattered violently.
He pressed the button and sat-fell down.
Light.
Happiness.
Revenge.
"I love you father," Ju thought.
The Witchman Ki laughed, miles away.
Vicki Acquah Dec 2015
BACK TO JU JU
Vicki Acquah
Dec 2015
Back to Ju Ju
Tradition laments elegies of those who perpetuated the thoughts that held
me in the womb of darkness. I want to adjust my rearview mirror, and focus.
I would like to be free to think my innate thoughts-I can dine on your crumpets and *****; for none of your ingredients have agreed with me. I need be free to think my innate thoughts-and feel my true genius my GOD awaits me.
How long must I die a thousand deaths? In this Matrix of doom, yet you subscribe to every issue and never care about the depth of your soul.After all the damage and hatred has been spewed you cry.. and return to the *****. My eyes and ears are closed I will not give up ( High John the Conqueror) again.
Tradition laments elegies of those who perpetuated the thoughts that held
me in the womb of darkness. I want to adjust my rearview mirror, and focus.
I would like to be free to think my innate thoughts-I can dine on your crumpets and *****; for none of your ingredients have agreed with me. I need be free to think my innate thoughts-and feel my true genius my GOD awaits me.
How long must I die a thousand deaths? In this Matrix of doom, yet you subscribe to every issue and never care about the depth of your soul.After all the damage and hatred has been spewed you cry.. and return to the *****. My eyes and ears are closed I will not give up ( High John the Conqueror) again.