Muzzle Flash MomentsA Poem by Nobody.Muzzle Flash Moments Hatred consumes like vandal fires; liars toss fuel on the flames. Names of peaceful gods; now cries of war. Fancy flesh is torn away from nude souls. Holes in a flag, holes in a building, holes in the head of a child. Piles of rocks, piles of dreams, piles of bodies and ash. Muzzle flash moments; components of time bombs arranged by clandestine hands. Demands in smoke, peace restored, swords slid back into their sheaths. Beneath the red shiny apple skin, worms have consumed the sweet truth. Cease the violence, cease the movement, cease the will to be free. We kill, we die, we surrender, we fall back into the graves from which we arose. There is no life with a knife to your throat and boots on the necks of your babies. Fight on! © 2011 Nobody.Author's Note
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