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Tammy M Darby Dec 2016
You are being lied to by the government about Syria the same way they lied to you about the conflict in the Ukraine. Not only is your tax dollars funding covert, illegal operations and violating Syria's sovereignty as a nation, you also are paying for refugees who are being brought here that may be terrorists. I cannot believe Americans tolerate the theft of their money to promote war and line the pockets of the evil people who profit from the blood and death of innocents during this conflicts........................
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  Dec 2016 Tammy M Darby
Kenn Rushworth
I drowned in the history of China,
In text and torn genes,
Immersed in yellow rivers and red books
and sought refuge in Kowloon,
Practiced medicine within the wall,
All to find you.
To have a hand grace your shoulder
On a pavement in England,
And tell you where you’re from,
And that it doesn’t matter
Inspired by a verse in Li-Young Lee's 'Furious Versions', my fiancée, and the search for identity.
Tammy M Darby Dec 2016
In the dimensions of your mind
Passions depth unfathomable as the raging seas
Love never ending across the vast universe and time?

What is it you seek?
In the obscurity of your dreams
A utopian false existence,
An unrealistic thirsting need?

What is it that you seek?
Perhaps blood payment,
For the plunge of the knife.
The continuous chaos,
Of an involuntary imposed life.
What is it that you seek?

Wealth and diamonds beyond all the tell.
Rings of red rubies as in the stories of forever and always,
Crowns of scrolled silver and bangles of yellow gold.
As the heart blindly searches for the answer,
What is it that you seek?

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  Dec 2016 Tammy M Darby
NARMONSEA
Let us be like the oceans that travel the world;
Borderless like the sea,
Vast in knowledge and mystery,
Through the waves that crash towards one another.

Let us be azure, gleaming with the light
In the sky, where Mother envelops us
The Earth our bed,
Amidst the stars we shine.
Tammy M Darby Nov 2016
Crept in sinister and foreboding
Announcing their warnings in silent contrails of clotted red
Though the signs were not heeded
The impending extinction civilization was to face
From this reality humans turned their eyes away

The war was soon in coming
The blood parasites set their war machines humming
Singing songs of death and gold coins
Rubbing their hands with mad glee
As death profiteers cackled and rejoiced
Veiled widows sobbed quietly resigned and forlorn

Black strangling stench of rotting bodies and lies
The look of defeat in helpless glazed eyes
Tears running down accepting streaked faces
The sounds of fading souls and lost dreams
The screams of the dying lessened and eventually ceased

When Crimson skies in the morning
Crept in sinister and foreboding



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