inhieritance. March 2, 2009
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Pull back the bricks and the mortar, my children.
hold out your hands for your inheiritance;
oil sludge, mar and muck, innocent life liquid – all i have to offer you,
everything you have given me,
i return to your babies.
so hold out thier small soft hands;
bullets and shrapnel, old sludge and innocent life liquid – all you have to offer them.
i dont fully understand it, but what i do grasp is quite good.