The signal
Sent up from the epicenter
Shaking Chinese playgrounds, turned into graveyards
The news anchors voices drone on and on
Each syllable becoming the next tragic fact that rings the bells of hope within everyone who still truly lives within their shells
All of the tortoises and the hares that have been chosen to run the final race across a land filled with brutality and subterfuge
Co-created with all of the vagrants that we were once forced to share our space with
Gone off, now, to Never-Never Land to find the truth behind the falsities that they have always preached about to any ear that happened to be bored enough to listen
The Sun\'s discouraged rays glisten off the bodies of the ships that often freckle the skies
Dancing through the very air that covets them
To and fro
Zigzagging masterpieces
High above the zombies that clamber across what remains of our land
God must frown down upon this picture of beauty that we have turned into an ant farm
Studied time and time throughout history
Here and there
The sightings
The stories
The footage caught on the film reels that are held by the Mexican Government with members that have always been open in regard to an expose
Perhaps just one more unfounded reason for the Border Patrol to make uncivilized law a living reality
The white Euro-trash who all agree with nothing but boundaries
Even though they can see clearly on their radars their karmic boomerang coming back around the bend...
5/24/2010