the town crier sent a message to the priest… said he could not escape… said he couldn’t believe… the things he saw… the things he did… the nightmares in his head…

the trouble

the priest wrote back and began the thread… said, try to relax… calm your noisy head… said, all this has happened before… corruption and the war… exploitation… degradation… slaughter of the innocents…

it’s all gonna happen again

again
…again
……again
………again

the vampire sent a message to his generals… said, send those dirty bastards down a fiery hole… don’t hesitate… don’t make me wait… these are evil men…

smite their bodies to the floor

the general wrote back, and advanced the thread… said try to think about this with a cooler head… said, all this has happened before… the trouble and the war… encroachment of the enemy… the brave heroes lost….

it don’t have to happen again

again
…again
……again
………again

but all along the world wide web… words contained in the tiniest thread… stitch a patch quilt picture of truth… from ramallah to the hague… from berlin to jerusalem… from sea to shining sea… from the barrio to the penthouse suite…

what does it say about you?
what does it say about me?
what will it say about us?