Looking is not always an indication of observing
when cliff dwellers converge to feast upon
human carrion.
And birds of prey cloak themselves in everyday humanity as the war feast continues.

Hatred has new/old eyes that are cloaked behind irreligious fervor and the mantra my God,
multiplys, divides, and becomes unrecognizable amidst, between and because of the current idolatry.

An idolatry which places God on the side of fanatical human destruction because of cultural differences and yet there are those who celebrate man's evolution as a higher life form.

Foolish, foolish, fool
and power again rests in the hands of those who would destroy civilization's fabric and call it peace
As cloning becomes a new past time
let us make copies of the ridiculous.

Zones, zones, zones
those not with us must be against us.
Hop scotch, hop scotch
Hop, hop, hop.
You landed in my square.

Let us make copies of the horrible ridiculous.
c.2002 ARR