August 5, 2001

monologue

and then they came
right through me
those without names
from what i could see

so strange to hear
so distant yet....
i heard it all
and i knew fear

through the sound
beneath the layers
came to be found
these grisly players

if all the world’s a stage
and we merely pawns
what’s to stop the rabble
from bringing the new dawn

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