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A Sad Pirate's Poem...
Child's Play

Darkness beset the foul mouthed city. But, it was not just the lights which had dimmed. Nor was it the infrequency of speeding cars and rude pedestrians. No, I must say, in this town, when the sun fades away, humanity too slips into the shadows.

But, let's not mistake ourselves by believing we are the good and our damned children living in the street are the root of all evil. It, in fact, is far, far worse than that. The hidden disease of our society rests within the very souls who claim to be victims; the people who work the hardest, make the most money, and scream the loudest when asked for a buck as they climb into their over-priced, impractically powerfull, and brilliantly painted cars.

We are creating the world as the devil would imagine it!

-Plunderer
Baltimore (1998)



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