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This poem was written for the title track of an album I recorded about a year ago. My xenophobia for Death,Is understood now,Is now but a requisite,A prayer, for suchThe philanthropist has been beaten,Except not to a pulp,But a sociopath,With an underlying potential,Even thirst, for violence. Years of anesthesia,Has numbed all but pain,A broken machine,Continue reading “The Requisition”