There is… this concern of stars hovering, “ober” our heads… Heady stuff, what awaits above! methodologies, of those southern

Packed for attack tact due center released from that void into this world I enter

Pathways, made with swollen stones… upon lays light so lost; narrow, dark, and dreary, thorned roses, edge walk’s walls; bleak, are lonely roads so trode,

amerika, amerika, how you falter, how you run; remember running on the graves, of all your daughters and sons; turn away, you seek no cause,

What storeyed stele lays buried he… interned beneath the toxic layers… cast deep below the trough of life… and covered, by the filthy sneer o… once recognized and challenged sin…

Silence, shears these flushed and… where life’s divide descends, thro… voiced concerns, hold no mere mort… words hang below, the gasp from mi… often, one’s jest reverts to hatre…

Political speak, unnaturally born… it reeks of lies; foundations biased, with inhumane… of this, we seek apprise; morally, its tweak of forked tongu…

That quiet, awakens death, releasing time’s idol reigns supreme within

I see you, strong, commanding; staring endlessly, never for even a second; I feel you,

Dark, heavy, and so very weeping hot, are the streams of tears, which do now flow and beat down upon

Posted on Dec.22, 2014 in budget, CRS by Steven Aftergood The U.S. has spent $1.6 trillion on post-9/11 military operations, including the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan and other count...

each thought, on a breath inclined of indecision trails failing embers

Subtlety’s speaking, cradles inten… claver’s murmurings, missives’ def… honesty addled, stillness rejects sensitive Confiteor so kind; brutally, irksome squabbling pract…