Facets of Moral Evil

New Interrogation Details Emerge
I can not cry for a Humanity that would hold its own in bondage, servitude, in Animal Cruelty. These are not my countrymen, not children of my Mother’s land. I am not the son of Love, no – I desire their suffering, their anguish. And these, they are without human conscience – a dog knows when to hold its tail between its legs; These men and women are the devil we have been told of in churches and from Presidential Pulpits.
I understand those who would defend a new president, one who broke the boundaries of color – but I also remember a King who said, “An injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.” This is none other than a glaring injustice, and it’s continued existence, left to fester and rot, will destroy the body of our nation as a cancer riddles the body of its victim.

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Easter

easter. Osterfest in german. East. it never occurred to me – the east; the sun came from there today. I wonder if love is on the way – storms without rain or wind; this warm italian wind does not come from the east. But my curiosity stops somewhere geographically determined like the hare disappears into … Read moreEaster

Lost Voice

i’ve nothing to write; blank, purposeless – i’ve lost my voice. i’ve a confusion of images screening around upon this very desk: the boy, stumbling upon some white powder in a trick oil can – he inhales deeply from the bag when the old man comes home, it’s the usual “Fucking Cocksucker – where are … Read moreLost Voice

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