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April 17, 2005

Fragment 10

A generation ago two seeds were planted
The first was sown with passionate rage
In chaotic soil of varied source
With every mineral represented
Except for those of establishment age
The second seed born of violent force
Gently dropped in homogeneous soil
Purported to be the best worldwide
An exclusive domain based on tradition
The first sprout demanded much toil
A stalk spear bursting from dirt with pride
Pushed forth by violent and peaceful sedition

Posted by BlueWolf on April 17, 2005 06:44 PM