The Promised Land

The Promised Land

oh land of milk and honey

my name not you call

i harken to the sound of a great earthquake to come

what has become the sum

the sum of an eye for an eye

how does your mathematics work

when you divide the people into a fraction of thier potential

you make the promised land turn to sand

a promise of milk and honey

rotten and melting in your clenched hand

and that’s no hand shake with the spirit.


28th of March Two  Thousand Eleven



has the cat got your tongue and given you toxoplasmosis

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