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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=426906" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Children of Cain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=426906" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Saffron gates of civil illusions<br>Those on the fringe of monuments<br>Your blue idol eyes only a wisp<br>Sparticus crucifies a Roman soldier <br>Delphi maidens serve the lions<br>Silver and gold beneath the violence<br>Rage as ancient as a the Pantheon<br>You are the unattainable vamp<br>Fate sealed in time like an execution<br>Write your liaisons in all this blood</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=426906" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Something very dead rules the king<br>Dark as plagues she walks the forum<br>Echo the asp of Egypt for the dust<br>Visit the dead in their putrid mirror<br>They coddle capes of purple secrets<br>Codgers of the endless ancient pit<br>Assemble and collude with all zest<br>Your feast covers catacombs<br>The moving dead fornicate<br>Visit your burning karma in dreams</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=426906" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Resolve Alexander’s dying empire<br>Poison of Socrates betrays Zeus<br>Young lions turn into fields of graves<br>Master your lust into statues of Corinth<br>Arrows wane with entropies fingers<br>Motes filled with serpents<br>Protected behind moons of pearls<br>Penetrate every shield of fear<br>Revel in the pride of life<br>Breach every dream of conquest<br>Placid take over with no coup de tat </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=426906" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Who shall build the pyramids? <br>Let the scribes write<br>Inquisitors shelter the satyr<br>We are the torn wombs of Herod<br>They cry in meadows of smoke and fire<br>Nothing sinister in the rising ghost<br>No new wine lives amidst Edom<br>No well to drink the clean eternal water<br>They dance with masks of bulls<br>They copulate in foreign gold</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Joseph+Narusiewicz">Joseph Narusiewicz</a></strong></div>

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