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Saturday, December 15, 2012

The Christmas after the Connecticut Killings

by A.V. Koshy

The world has tipped over.
Humanity spills and the bucket becomes empty.

From henceforth we count nothing certain
but this:
we do good in the face of insurmountable darkness
standing on an island
that steadily shrinks
while around us the ocean of insanity brims

The saints are handcuffed
Tomorrow's killers walk free and proud
on the edge of no return. Still Germans and guns?!
The new age's god is being born
The feathered  seprpent!
Lovecraft would say, I prophesied it all

Mothers, eschew birth now on -
The Christ-child's sacredness is gone

5 comments:

  1. Great poem to match the savage reality we are now experiencing in our screwed up, raging, and hypocritical society of the good old USA! What else to do now but weep.

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  3. The Christmas after the Connecticut Killings
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    The world has tipped over.
    Humanity spills, the bucket becomes empty.

    From henceforth we count nothing certain
    but this:
    we do good in the face of insurmountable darkness
    standing on an island
    that steadily shrinks
    while around us the ocean of insanity brims

    The saints are handcuffed
    Tomorrow's killers walk free and proud
    on the edge of no return. Still Germans and guns?!
    The new age's god is being born
    The feathered seprpent!
    Lovecraft would say, I prophesied it all

    Mothers, eschew birth from now on -
    The Christ-child's sacredness is gone

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