This Poem was Submitted By: John Quincy Hunt On Date: 2001-07-24 11:05:26 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Black Smoke

BLACK SMOKE How quickly the black smoke draws itself to Japanese skies How quickly do I know this; how quick it makes me wise To recognize my strength, be bold know to become my size I almost became my father but I saw through his disguise Popes, presidents and priests and Japanese dancing before my eyes Flames and bombs and nearby death one flash then bang! Surprise. Invisible borders, restraining orders weak fascists supervise Looking for answers from lip dancing prancers who judge as to stigmatize Guns a’ loading bombs exploding could be the end one may surmise Buyers, liars, pariahs ever braying and complaining never to realize How can a man just because he can launch a bomb of that strength and that size The sound of the blast, erasing the past victory for mankind he’ll rationalize Virgin seal broken, not a word spoken now there is no more surprise Millions relaxing from life oh, so taxing; a world sick with dirty dark lies The forces of chaos unleashed in our lives, order destroyed all in a clever disguise History over for the monk and the scholar, worship the dollar virtue and truth exorcized First ‘twas loud, then the cloud; earth exploding in innocents’ tear filled eyes As generations grow be sure that they know how the black smoke rose to Japan's skies  Copyright 2000 John Quincy Hunt

Copyright © July 2001 John Quincy Hunt


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