Iran earthquake, 50,000 dead, flying fuel truck lands on head, fires of flame burn all, no flesh left for recall. Mother and daughter shot, shooter found not. Murders of city streets, bodies covered sheets. Soldiers blown apart, Saddam on ace card.
Movies of disasters play out, just what evening news is about. TV torture, sunrise departure. In a trance, mind doing a dance.
Click in or click out, take a kinder route. Other station movie on, same phony death upon. Terror in action, same transaction.
then you wonder why i don't watch the news. too much terrible stuff going on; can't handle it any longer. life is depressing itself without the news; why only emphasize it?? good write! (((HUGS))) and much love, your (news-hating) friend in tx., karen lynn. :(
Grab those side-irons, saddle up and join former Civil War sharpshooter Luther Henry for a ride into pure terror, western-style…think ‘Wild Wild West’ meets ‘The X-Files’.
Chris has been fostered at the Crowley boot camp since he turned seven. At sixteen, he is finally ready to run away because his foster father is an abusive person who works Chris and the other children to the point of exhaustion. All he has left of h
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Just upsets me!!
Love Tinka