Unequivocal Confrontation

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It’s a sad day…. our land is divided and not by a river or earthquake, but by a disaster of biblical proportions. The Bible speaks of copulation pre-dating Christ Jesus where many men adhered to their weaknesses. In today’s society, women spar in retaliation as a victim in victimless situations. On this day, a gallant man of valor rides off into the sunset to battle another day of besieging quests.

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The deep red and fiery blue states are blurred in a multitude of collages. The headline news doesn’t scratch the surface as the story unfolds; it deepens like a fiction novel of Who’s Who. A script of unwritten measure is truer than life and Americans cling to the edge of their seats as though in a movie theater.

Political paid actors are poised in their best dressed, and the filth fills the air with a stench so surreal you can smell the money sifting through the fingers. Stephen King, are you listening?? Who wrote this playwright? Is this a movie made for television or is this forecasting our social future? Our obscure hearts intently fall to the intervention. The victims are the leading actors as the corpse of recollections escape the prison of captive algorithms.

The U.S. is in the clutches of Cadillacs and Lincolns lining the walkways. As the procession starts, someone is going to get buried when parliament votes. The pagans buy lottery tickets to see who wins the Powerball. Our country is jolted, rocked by an unequivocal confrontation.

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At the end of the day, shadows stretch across flawless lawns. The rank and file filter out, one by one, kicking off their muddy shoes. Oh God, save us for we have but one life to live! Was that Benedict Arnold echoing across the mahogany and walnut of the balcony, where no one gives a darn in the first place?

The broadcasters loosen their ties and try to predict the final quarter. Its 30-love, a net serve, and it’s all tied up at fifteen. I’m confused who taught them how to count from 49 to 51. There’s no rehearsing the coward’s “you’re out” number while the victims sweat. A nation full of integrity lies in an arena with no Pledge of Allegiance, nor prayer, only a lurking evil smirking at God, our Father. Where for art thou Oh Lord, as Satan rips another mortal to shreds? God save the Queen!


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