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Subject: we ride

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Child of the Hunt

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Date Posted: 02:44:46 06/19/03 Thu

from the darkness
of the 7th hour
out of the autumn vines
we were summoned

summoned by a cold breeze
and a wordless language
from our aching slumber

called by the High Priestess
from the
Land
of
the
Pharaohs

the blazing sun
bids her farewell

folded nicely in
the soil pocket
of Mother Nature

surrendering to sleep
giving in to the
violet dripping
moons coming

time to rise

maneuvering down
the bark and branches
caution and awareness
swallows my poetic eye

wet and shivering

i mount, bareback
my ghostly black shire

and we ride

fury and focused
into the decaying corpse
of the New Messiah

giant equestrian beasts
nimbly shifting
throuh the trees
the destination confirmed
in full speed

and out of
the forgotten forest
we erupt

an army
throwing the first
satisfying punch

over spinning valleys
of Isis braided hair

thundering

and we arrive
at the gates
of your village

your empire of sin
armed only with torches,
spears, and a shield
an armor of skin

the chains are broken

and we invade your village

penetrate

dive within

set a blaze
your corporate temples
where the �suits�
softy kill
the art we need.... to breath

cantering throuh the back alleys
where poets were exiled
to the streets
and drug addicted babies
were left to die
last hearing
their mothers weep

raid the roads
blow where the
rich
white
man
sleeps

�. and call to his conquered wife
his owned desire..
to jump down
and join our
lovely conspire

as we open our verbal fire
and sacred combat
on your weapon's manufacture
"while hes giving head
to some republican senator"

... we ride

blood on our lips
savoring the taste of violence

and we ride on..

over forgotten lands
slaughtering tyrants
in our path
trophying their severed heads
in our bloodstained hands

like ships we sail
throuh the liquid skin
flowing over the crooked
twisted bone of eternity
in a herd of thundering hooves

toward the horizon
the blazing inferno
of the abyss

fearless
cannibals
safe
in
self
sacrifice

we fly

only to die
.. like we did the first time

and rise again

to..-

what?

its time to go?

uh, okay..

let me get my coat

{"poets gonna take control"}

*Child of the Hunt
2.20.03

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Replies:

Subject	Author	Date
Re: we ride	Nightslick	00:00:51 06/20/03 Fri

Re: we ride	Myth	03:51:38 06/23/03 Mon
Re: we ride -- child of the hunt, 01:26:48 06/25/03 Wed
Re: we ride	�hade	05:41:42 06/25/03 Wed