Poem -

Tying the neck of the dying

Tying the neck of the dying

Planes are flying

Crashing falling 

Birds are tweeting 

Flapping flying 

Children are lying

Crying running 

The criminal is fleeing 

Stealing taking 

The police are chasing

Rushing catching 

The gods are watching 

Laughing praying 

The bathers are swimming

Floating drowning 

Hot water bathing

Wetting soothing 

The sun is dripping

Tiring burning 

The heat is radiating

Steaming boiling 

The poor are pouring 

Begging waiting 

Their souls in praying

Chanting chanting 

The church is opening

Welcoming welcoming 

To the souls that are dying

Dying dying 

For they are kneeling

Needing needing 

The pulpit crying 

Crying crying 

As sinners are sinning 

Sinning sinning 

The fat lady is singing

Singing singing 

To the one who is gambling gambling

 Gambling 

Gambling 

The police are chasing

Someone is fleeing 

Fleeing 

   Fleeing 

Someone is sitting

Someone is kneeling

Someone, someone 

Someone with a rope 

Tying the neck of the 

Dying 

 dying 

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Dying 

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Larry Ran

My Dear Brother Jai,

Your ingots are golden.  They portray a world gone mad, where the rich get richer, the poor get poorer.  And the evil get more rampant every day.  The church has failed, the police can't win.  The end is coming, coming, coming.

Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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Jai Masters

Now we know how the Holocaust victim 

feels at the end (maybe for we can never truly know the suffering); when the tyrant gets his 

way; shame on the human race; Syria

much the same; insanity; 

thanks Larry for your golden insights. 

LuV from Jai:)

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