Death Rides a 
The Devil is the prince of liars: let
world leaders babble
       on and on,
They empty
out the minds of the devils—the world is duped 
       every day by them.
Follow
your intuition, your senses…
presidents
are over-valued, over 
rated.
What do I know for sure? 
     I
know our government like so many others do like 
Frightened
squids do: shoot out ink-sacks of darkness:
You know
what I mean: smoke screens—you know:
       lies to stupefy their own people.
This is when the earth will freeze
over, when the 
       planet will die
The sun
will be blocked out, and all that will be left will be
       dust…
that will
not stir,
For lack
of air and wind—: and all that will be left of mankind
Will be
White Corpses, which at one time were brushed about 
       by wind, now far-off in the galaxy.
Vast is
the night that will come with green famine—
“Go away,
go your own way!” I heard people cry.
And they
threw stones at the Messenger
“Stop your
dirty and debauched ways!” bellowed the 
       messenger…
But it was
coming over the hill, the Third Great War: God 
       did not stop them, and Heaven embraced, 
The
flighty tenderness of the sky—knowing it would soon
       burst wide open, and one of every three
would die
And when
they fought the war, they fought as with 
       wolves’ teeth…no mercy, no pity:
  everyone with snail-eyes.
†
The
fireworks, to the Third Great War, started sixty-two
       years before;
       after the wreck of Europe. 
I myself,
fought in one of the several since. They come in
       streaks, will continue to come in
streaks, until it will Reached a peak, until the big one—‘Cometh!’
Right now
we are living in a sick peace, but I am old, you’ll
       have to fight the next one alone…
The young
enweaved, untutored, naïve, the dumbbells of 
       the nations, will fight this one.
This war
we’re provoking will catch up with us, and we’ll
       be sleeping ducks, I mean bleeding
ducks! 
The Tombs
of Europe are filled with Americans, who can attest to this: all for valor,
       evil and victory!
All for
the politicians, the heroes of the day, that will never 
       see war, nor their families: as they
ravage 
       the planet with horror, all in the name
of Patriotism…
#3371 (711-2012)
