home Poem List next poem Leaders Versus Regimes Transitional language as we focus Evolves into stark functionality Tracking death defines danger's harsh locus Leaders are a meaningless finality Fighters must be destroyed where ever's found For "ever" lies along our destined road Bleeding dying identities confound Efforts we make when entering death's abode Death must concern herself with our rampage Attempts to confuse us make matters worse Leaders may say they sculpt thoughts like a sage Yet our soldiers won't die from a curse We will disassemble their whole regime If needed to quash any resistance Delays are conditions which only seem To be conditioned by that insistance Which we encounter by chance they designed Hunkered in the shadows of wayward fates Encouraged by dawning cloaks of the mind Whose pockets are filled with such searing hates They cannot see that their threats create doubt Overestimating their abilities So long before well timed truth we find out Our efforts destroy their facilities (c)ERA 07:23 AM 3/25/03