May 04, 1999
6:48 P.M. pdt 
poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
"So we're Off on an Adventure,
Let us Pray, Okay."
Ho, The day has begun,
Let us say, to the brethren,
We are in charge of the face of our soul
Yet read the news,
Something's wrong, let us muse,
and the end of the world seems so nigh.
I
can view all the signs, set the times,
See this rhymes,
But the topic is mute,
Senseless, a crime on high.
The
brethren will sigh, let it out, fuse the spirit,
And I will listen, and ponder the feeling,
Never let up, never
Let anything go,
And into the dark we will terminally glow.
No one deciphers the landmarks on the map,
They all have a voice, it's not right.
And I hear all the noise, and I just want to sleep,
And please, God let them stop this cold fight.
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