Date: | Sun, 5 Aug 2007 12:00AM PDT) |
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To: | letters@nytimes.com, jmhall@hearst.com., ekienzle@hearst.com |
Is it surprising when the numbers and politics of
science fail us and the bridge of what supposedly
advances us from mere animals suddenly collapses
And drown innocents like the losing pit-bull in a dog
fight backed-up by the savagery of competitiveness
from a "super star athlete" and a modern day thug
life celebrated as a "gangster" lifestyle in Hip - Hop
Water surrounds and pulls the innocents down and
drowns them by saturating their lungs in a wet death
There's a smell of a impending deaths in the summer
air like the fright of beautiful horses on a sinking ferry
in mute nostril agony of the mighty, muddy Mississippi
They live on the outskirts of town - Political Scientists -
And scientists live the arrogance of ignorance in refusal
of humility as they won't bow-down to any supreme being
other than that of their own intellect raised on a pedestal
And people die due to their negligence and they do forget
All of a sudden there is a God and its all his fault and will
August 5, 2007
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