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Our Punishment

by Debra Rose (Age: 27)
copyright 02-09-2009


Age Rating: 13 +

Hindrance,
sweet salvation stuck mute
upon the cresting wave of a landslide.
Eating the village, the
paupers, the gods at the
temple--
--It's voice is lodged.
Saving grace carried away by a
storm of fertile ground pummeling
the infertile streets of civilization.
We stand motionless against the
repercussions of our own actions
and the transgressions
of our ancestors,
wondering who will be left when
the purification is done.






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        02-16-2009     Walter Jones        

It is with leaps and bounds you grow, so well you see the world about us, your gift of words and voice moves many, earth and heavens, more so much more, great write.. Walt

        02-11-2009     Martha Rosanbalm        

Well this is a little on the complicated side for me. Not to say I don't like it because I do.
We stand motionless against the
repercussions of our own actions
and the transgressions
of our ancestors,
I can relate to this.



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