| SHOUT at the indignities the transgressions the crimes against God and Earth. HOWL (like Ginsberg) at the inhumanity the futility the certainty that man will never change. Technology does not equal Evolution we are all still children immature wrestling on an expanded playground of land sea and sky. “Bang you’re dead!” “I’m telling Mom!” “Wait till your Father gets home!” News flash: Father is home. God created Man. Man created religion to redefine God to make God in Man’s image to use religion as an excuse to murder judge sin. SCREAM at a future in jeopardy. CRY because a voice of reason goes unheard. Order like peace is hard to evoke without marring the very definition. Chaos is easy. 2003©Jerry Lee Kirk |
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Chaos Troubadour
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