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[aid] => mick
[title] => Specimen (Improved)
[time] => 2004-06-25 15:35:25
[hometext] => Written to accompany a painting by wakeupella on her bedroom wall of an angel pinned down like a moth on a specimen board.
[bodytext] => A being formed of the very essence of life Gazed down at magnolia shadows upon its demise Pondering its quietus by a man-forged knife From the Earth its progeny had just begun to rise When it struck excitedly at a shimmer in the sky Acting not with thoughtful mind but with avaricious eyes Taking for their simple delight and to classify Thinking it makes them improved, more learned and wise “Oh how interesting is our collection of pretty dead things!” Unaware, for they do not care, as they in fascination stare That by pinning down in display creatures of wisdom and wings They are gradually rendering the Earth barren and bare So with its dying breath the angel raised its weeping head and cried “Man, why art thou so wholly consumed by thy infernal pride!” [comments] => 1 [counter] => 142 [topic] => 30 [informant] => Max [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => PoemsonBeauty )
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