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Date Posted: 08:46:46 03/11/03 Tue
Author: Pegasus
Author Host/IP: adslb-98-18.cytanet.com.cy / 212.31.98.18
Subject: Talking To An Angel In Coma.

Talking To An Angel In Coma.

In the factory of life and death
mortal Gods hooked your vitals up
to their complex machines
resembling an octopus robot
that could not escape
from the madmaking echoing beep
of sonar detection.

On guard,
they watch over your fighting heart,
transforming it's once lively evergreen
into a melancholic dirge,
swinging through the sterile air
like a limp would dance
on the music of deaf musicians.

They now breathe existance inside,
artificially forced,
through tubes and needles,
wounding your skin;
yet pointless to reach the depths
necessary for healing your spirit
so it inhales life like it did then,
on a yesterday's breathe.

Wonder if it's acually there
but your life's hidden agenda
does not reveal an appointment
with those that went before you,
nor is it hinting on any application,
that will obtain you a job in Heaven.

Thought you are already,
working for Him I mean,
since you are one of His Angels,
made of the soil, blown from Golgotha,
fertilized by Divine tears
only meant to nourish goodness,
infertile to the seeds raining from Hell,
and poisonous to all that is wrong.

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Re: Talking To An Angel In Coma. -- Raphaela, 05:04:57 03/15/03 Sat