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Anne G & J.M.G.
My journey through the park
Was taken on a lark
Ignited by a quark
In the moonless pitch of dark
A sudden blinding mark
Stripped flesh of lifeless bark
The landscape scorched like chark
Born of an unnamed spark
All was so stark I felt no wark
A clamorous sound did make me hark
Celestial voices heard remark
This is the covenant's ark
I write because I am:
Driven to distraction by the inequities of the society in which we live.
Motivated by cruelty, abuse, ignorance and indifference.
My intention: To poke, prod and provoke!
"Moderation is a fatal thing. Nothing succeeds like excess." - Oscar Wilde