A Burning Bush. Poem by Kyle Shield Laster

A Burning Bush.



My world...your world
Is of vicious sort.
Breathless I am
During a news report.

A burning 'bush'
Would compensate
For my fellow comrade's
Closeted hate.

Red, white, blue...
A world for sale?
Bring them home;
We all did fail.

'Hail to me! '- No.
Two thousand eight...
Come smother his fire
Before its too late.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
***** ********* 12 June 2006

A thoughtful write Kyle, Only 18 months left? I am sure he will burn plenty in that time to keep us in War business for the next 20 years! I hate to tell you this, but it appears to be true. They can do whatever they want, there is no redress, or so the events of current media coverage would suggest. I don't know about the line Hail to me! ...it does relate back the biblical reference of the title though, so maybe it works. I found the whole poem slightly disjointed, but who can make sense of war anyway? Good anti war attempt. We need to be louder. MUCH! ! ! lol Militant Tai

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Kyle Shield Laster

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Clarksdale, Mississippi
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