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China Tenshi (Aimee Archambault) contributed 4
poems to the November 28, 2000 edition of Zzang and 3 poems to the February 2001 edition.
Battered to Bleeding Lost and Lonely Crying and Hiding I look into your eyes and see our world Dieing. Falling and fading. The Gods are fasting their minds are occupied we are forgotten and left lost and lonely. Gone and Hiding. Misunderstood, Beaten, Battered to Bleeding,
and
Dieing.
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A sad song reflects a world reminiscent of wishes.
A
mirage....
A picture on the lid of a dreamers eye.
"Illusionary hope that provides men's dreams."
Crying in the waking hour or one may scream.
An illusion viewed through a bubble popped with a pin.
A dream shattered like a mirror dropped on cold stone.
A horrible vision seen by all;
I
can not reach you so you must fall.
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Nothing
Answer me this.
What is nothing?
Loneliness'.....
no way!
Loneliness is something,
it is a feeling.
Blackness.....
No!
Surly blackness is a shade,
and it is something!
Is it not?
Nothing is the absence of thing.
No Thing
But it is an impossible word
for there is
always
something even if
it is..
nothing.......
for
nothing
is a word.
and it has meaning.
Doesn't it?
Than it is surely something!
Is it not?
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Why
Should You Care?
Why should you care?
If children starve,
if families are homeless,
if our world disappears.
Why should you care?
If I die to day,
if you only have your way,
if the world crumbles and disappears around you
and is placed stone by stone atop my grave.
And the children's cries become my epitaphs.
Would you weep or part ways with a flower for me?
Why should you care?
Why would you care?
Did I ever
care?
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CHINA
China closed her mind,
appeared happy and pleasant.
China closed her mind,
we all love her wonderful smile.
China closed her mind,
so when others probed nothing would they find.
China seems so happy.
China seems so free.
China lost and drowning
in her own forbidden sea.
China let me in,
China you know me,
China I'm your friend,
China you are me!
China closed the door so that no one else
would see.
China closed her mind,
China
White is me.
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Bohemian
Armadillo
Bohemian Armadillo
Hail him for he is the ruler of the world
Ahhh..
Yes…
The Armadillo is the greatest animal.
He is the king of the animal world.
He is the beatnik of the animal kingdom.
And surely the best animal.
For he needs no bongos!
He is not proud like the lion,
Sly like the fox,
Or sneaky like the snake.
He Simply Is.
He is an armadillo and nothing more.
If an armadillo sat in a room with other
animals,
And the catbird sang “Meow meow scree scree”
and said “ha beat that”, and the tiger said
“ROAR”,
And everyone jumped and the ostrich stuck its
head in the dirt
and said “at least I can hide!”
They turned to the Armadillo still standing
there as cool as
ever.
“And what about you armadillo?” The others
asked.
The armadillo turned to exit the room slowly
and while leaving
said,
“I am and being is simply good enough for me.
I am here.
I am and you needn’t teach me to be.
I am here yet not for when I want to leave
I ball up inside myself and stay for awhile in
my shell.
I am here.”
I am said the Armadillo.
I AM!
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Am I ready.
What were the days that I thought so free?
We walked the great divide,
hand in hand together you and me.
We walked on the rocks,
We danced in the air,
We looked over the edge our magic was every
wear.
The wind swept our sorrows away
Our minds lost in the moonlight,
bathed in the cool wake of the rivers tide.
What was this day?
The day we walked the Great Divide.
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