Suicidal Escapade

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Suicidal Escapade

Suicidal Escapade”

 

Journey into the fire,

mouthful of ashes;

You were there,

blood splatter stained walls.

Rushing thunder,

swimming and soaking-

in your mausoleum.

Ephitats of the past-

scatter across your face,

Took your own;

pale moonlight embraced.

Found the holy garden-

you were looking for:

Amongst

          the

              ruins

                     of

                      your

                           heart.

Such a silent show;

 a suicidal escapade…                                    

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When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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