What was stolen?
Past and future,
Taken in an obscene
Flash of steel.
Half-formedcasualties -
Toysfor the kids.
Fire and water,
Drown and burn.
The grotesques -
Slavering with unfetteredsickness -
Rushing to participate
In the feast.
Frozen tableaux,
Imprints
From a nightmare
Called reality.
No more despair.
The ugly truth is out there
With a will
Of its own.
Fluttering around
Waiting to be found,
Truth my friend
Has a life of its own.
