Greg Heil
Ozymandias
A reign of terror
Dubya stormin a desert
sussuring rain stick
O'Tulku
awakened born
of Kali's Love
seed thy gifts
wisdom of far
feed with ash of the
burning Bush
and water the tree of
our own Goodness
war of the seventeen syllables
Coming very soon
to an attachment near you
spring two days early / March 19 2003
the Haiku jihad! / war of the seventeen syllables
green tan and gold lives inside
You red white and blue
Ozymandias II
written 03/4/7
Ozymandias II
the i of War, US
we are in this together
to Babylon fly
Ramses King of Kings
election engineered
now, round the planet!
liberals snared
multidimensional whirl
a karmical peace
Babylon divides
at least he is our bastard
yet once he was yours...
Wahabi Sunni
Kurdish Persian familial
cauldron of crude oils
iraqi trenches flee
fleet footed ideas tear
i's fire in the lake
Columbia next?
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South America
all or none the juggler game
thrust feint parry now
War reaches the core
reverberates North Korea
Nippon cherry bloom
at home North Ireland
coalition of willing
and in East Timor
a caucasian ring
shades brown in yellow peril
stands on red blood
wei-chi go the bomb
Nippon Korea China all
stepping lightly
internetworked
elites battle out one truth
womb envelops all
Markets pulsating
a distant drum entrained
epileptical
order dissolves
video game, Mir the screen
searing retinas
awakening to
our unity the only quest
Mahabharata
come now my love here
i weave this reality
God awake Allah
we circle around
degrees of separation
as words join us
reach across the planet
join the mystical union
touch someone you know
aham brahmasmi
i am ensnared am i not
poured in wombs
i am that one You
knife me you infi-del
Mir acle circle
mirrors and circles
our interconnectedness
we a society
All listen world press
internet messages speak
layered breaths
love your neighborhood
wider than you imagine
deeper than villains
palace of rajah
replete in splendid light
heart beat heart
A reign of terror
Dubya stormin a desert
sussuring rain stick
the emperors new war(drobe)
So strange that a senator
can't see that the emperor
is standing naked onstage!
Plain folk will heckle and rage.
What strange feigned blindnesses
come with pompous augustnesses.
Lost beyond all hope and faith
those which know, yet deny grace.
Those striding out of the light
see starkly in black and white,
while humbly on beauty's way
we see colors plain as day.
The Dragon
The Dragon is at the door
Welcome Him
SHe came once before
Now is the time
SHe has come to slaughter
your children
The Devil is at the door
Blessed Shem
Hir would you ignore
This is the time
Now guard your daughter
your begotten
Bright burns the sore
sever it
the change forever more
Just this one time
Hu has the laughter
your unity
The Messenger once more
doubled you
that White House Joker
who has the time
let Shem not draft Hir
your choice
Hir twin offers ever more
twos one
good embraces evils ignore
all and every time
snare beautiful Sabatha
your bride
The Oneness
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