*** Random Poetry Anyone? ***

My Power
Ask me not why I look cross.
Within me the turmoil of ages brews.
I am the kindling stick of the gods.
Fire is within me and throughout me.
Seeping out of my pores to lash at
Those who would even dare to touch me.
I am the pain of endless death.
I know no pity, feel no remorse.
The leper flees my certain coming.
I shatter the webs of love decayed.
My footsteps melt the frozen tundra
Of the iceman's coldest heart - watch as
My wake destroys and obliterates
All as I withold my savage glee.
( 12/03/2002 08:05:00 PM ) Lisa#

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