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P.O.W.
by Bodo Frog
Stuck
On the outskirts of love
The demon has taken my will and my life as a
P.O.W. and is airing an interrogation live on television
"Just the beginning of a tough fight."
All I want is to have that special chosen one to share my pain,
my misery, my love, my dreams, and my hopes
My window is streaked with raindrops as I fly down the highway
I count the satanic pyramids
Which splat, formulate, shape
And reformulate then get wiped off the map
Let's just drop the bomb
The big one
Because they don't love us and never will
KaBooom
Right into the heart of the
Beginning of civilization
Right into the womb of our mother
F**k the bitch and then give her flowers
The demons make me grind my teeth
As they bloody my will and my life
I was just following orders says my will
I was just preserving myself says my life
The only way they will return is if I keep
Capturing ground against the demons
Cut-off under the red crescent moon
By the coming of the orange sun
Revelations of sheer force, pressure, perseverance
An anguished fellow poet told me that one day his son
said, "Dad I brought you God" as he
pulled out of his pocket a crucifix
Striving for self independence
While I am pained by my own Self inclusion as I wallow in my own
Self immolation
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