3/2/2007 - Sarah chose......
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Sarah chose....
said the criminal
at an early age
to wear the mark of the child
who would not butter the bread
of the criminal or the street drug system
or even margarine it.


And the death-dealer
sold clothes on the city street
from his shop
on the sidewalk behind
strange looking clothes
to Sarah looked like
dead people
she walked on the other side
of the street
he advertised human hair wigs
most of them short
in the window
she preferred synthetic
you knew where they'd
come from....
word was they were going out of business
one day
since aids was here
no one liked the blood anymore
blood=aids
aids=blood
Sarah knew that
bloody aids
aidsy blood
something had to do it
the dirty work
turned on the worker was aids
of all things
amazing
such a bad thing
turning out to be good
but Sarah knew
just like anything else
there was going to be
a lot of crying over
the innocent stuck between
Sarah knew
knives and snakes
and bone crushers
and shovel head bangers
and manacles with victims
and there was nothing
nothing they could use
that guaranteed no blood
somewhere
after all
blood is the sigh of death
and the sign
and it does occur somewhere
at the wrong party
even the mafia flower...the rose
of death scene in the movies
had guns and blood...
guns shot blood shot
all over the place

up your nose in your mouth
in your ears
in your eyes
on your skin
blood shot
all the way to death
Sarah knew
she watched all those
gangster movies
she was always the
gangster winning in her mind
cause the good guy got shot
cause he didn't break the law
he helped
unless they shot each other for power
...
so then the movies faded
cause mafias didn't like aids
they just liked flowers
funeral flowers
so mafias from all over
must have joined together
cause some old
Italian European Russian
knowledge got together
doing some grueling stuff
old bad witch junk
to use the term in a dirty way
and pointing their fingers
saying witch ...
took victims
for money and fear
and undressed them
and cut their hair
and while they were tortured
the weavers processed
the clothes into bags for the undertaker
and the hair into a wig for the market
and her belongings few as they were
into another bag
after all they were in her own bedroom
and the snaker gathered blood
for the snakes so they would know Sarah
who loved nature
and the puncher punched her bones
and the procreator procreated all over the room
they all had their job, you know
and so on and so forth
until the victim
was done and all beat up and ready for the pimp
who was also the clothes dealer
in another state
even maybe another country
another town far away like a fairytale
to Sarah
who was gone by now
all that was left was Sssssssssss.....
and then the prostitute
prostituted
cause it couldn't get free
and because the world
loves the wounded
especially when they victimize it
one at a time
like a sacrifice to the Titan....

...then one day
he or she victim woke up and was healed
and the pimp said they'd earned their way out
so he shipped em on a bus up north
 far away once more
saying don't call me unless you wanna
come back here
and you're free...wheeeeee...
go to this address when you get there
and ask for this person called Mike
(mic)
cause he might be listening in many forms
so they (came to the door)
(in a retarded form)
(demanding)
so instead of going to the police
cause he had them on drugs, see,
they did what the dope said
and went lookin for this name
which wasn't there
it was code for I'm dead
come lookin' for me
so again noone was there
and noone came
so they hung around...
this freed person
hung around this seamy slimy space of town
til the code (who'd been called by now)
(by who knows who of course)
(just like in the movies)
(exciting isn't it when it's not you?)
(...yet...)
picked em up in a car
he was the local help
person
funded by the govt
on a contract to help the unfortunate
which actually happened to be anyone
who might know him and his sausage meat
he picked each one up in turn
and took them to the 'farm'
which someone 'bought' a long time ago
and tortured em some more
made Sarah very sick to think of it
but when she didn't choose them at 2
they told her about it until 5
then they expected her to forget
so she wouldn't say anything at school
Sarah knew which side her bread was buttered on
what did that mean anyway??????
...Sarah told.......
how else would you be safe...?
duh......
with hundreds of people all doing the wrong thing
and expecting you at 5 to take it for them
and so it wasn't them...
...Sarah had that figured right away....
..they were scared so they shoved you in...
right away.....
so guess who she told??
huh?
can you guess?
huh?
you can't
wellno wonder you have problems...
my goodness...
she told the police...
that's right...
the police...
and she always does...
and so should you....
at least give yourself a chance
and go down fighting...
tell...
tell...
and tell...
everybody only lives so long and so do the bad guys...
....tell.........

so again they expected Sarah
who might save herself by telling
not to tell at age 5
about people whose promises were lies....
I mean bad lies...
not just
I was going to buy you an ice cream
but I ran out of money
promises that hurt you badly on your body and such
so Sarah told
and so should everyone...
they expected her not to tell
funny huh?????
ha ha
Sarah knew
cause that's the way it went in the movies
she never knew real life, you know
the one they say exists
Anyway
then when they were dead
he took em into the sausage hut with a pig
and ground em together
into sausage
sick, huh???
said Sarah
who noone would believe until they found it
50 years later
and put it into he courts of the land
said Sarah talking to her dog
out of her frightened mind
bereaved for its sanity
sick, sick, sick
and then the 'team' came in and sent them
as gifts to those who had told
on crime and drugs
with recipes included
to hide the nasty taste
then they told the police
that the people were cannibals
and couldn't be relied upon
since they were the most heinous
of criminals

After awhile Sarah realized
that the world was not a nice place
cause see they had wanted her to eat the sausage
next Sat
and it was Friday before she could get to explain it
properly to the constables at 5 years old
so they could understand her
but after they did she realized
that there was hope
there was starlight
and early mourning dew
and there was aids...
aids would solve the
world from the butchers
and the human sausage
and the torture crimes
and shooting for blood
and prostitution
and whoring
and personal bombing
and
wow!!!!!!!!!!
there would be only the decent life left
if there happened to be any humans at all
but not to fret
for the earth would yet remain
and Sarah in heaven
about 20 feet up floating
could look down and see it
as Sh-v and Sahr
So she wasn't worried.
And the others?
Well some sort of
metallic rule they hit Sarah
with on her fingers and cut them in school
when she was little
amongst Italian, European and Russian combining groups
of mafia some old stereotype
family crime of a sort
Do unto others as you
have been yourself born or something.
She couldn't remember exactly
Sarah that is.
...it had a lot to do with innuendo
and personal opinion
stuff you can really rely on...
after that it was all sweat
and know how
or stuff that counted
with aids
and monkeys
and Sarah...knew...
and Sh-v and Sahr
and Sagra
and S-----grrrrr
in the night
the dark night
of the soul
and grrrrrrr-
didn't know it
til it was too late and
done
but
aids did.
aids did.
aids did.


And this whole bad thing was here
for centuries before Sarah was
even born or thought of
by the world
so don't blame it on her
she told them
I'm just a baby..
...they blamed her at birth
then when she could reason
then when she could talk
then she found some church blamed her
for being born
all children
or was that the reminder that
only the church knows and everyone
else made a mistake
and which church is it anyway
thought Sarah
that can be the only right one
when more than one say they are
Sarah was confused
it...said a friend...is the one that
can hit you the hardest
or owns your house
Sarah wondered why people
lived

And Sarah lived in starlight
and floated in
reams of stardust
shot from the gun of the Milky Way
and chocolate was here
and milk its clouds
and God loved Sarah
it's just that he didn't know her
cause there were too many of 'them'
by now
with free will
spilling it all on their pants in aids
and the comfort of doing what they chose
cause noone can stop me from being myself
and I'll choose whether it's mind or body
that's 'my' choice.
And so Sarah lived in a temperate world
of her own amongst the flowers
and kittens and puppies
and song
and built a space
of choice for safety
cause Sarah knew
peace came from within
when they were hitting you
not from without.
If you can beat peace said someone
while they're hitting you
then you have really accomplished
the philosophy
Sarah wondered about the Titan
then you will not go to jail for
defending yourself
against your attacker
cause the judge wasn't there
in most cases so he
doesn't know who hit who first
and all these people
have moneyed support
of influential people...
how thought Sarah by 16
how can someone beating me
and bleeding me
have influential moneyed support
well said the voice again
on a mic from somewhere
those victims who agree
to serve the system
get set up for media careers to be under my distant thumb
thru my 'associates'
and industry career
and some are placed in the money
and position
and then they get these gangs off the hook
oh said Sarah
if you sign your soul to the devil
or the evil
and gather another soul in
you don't have to give up yours
until they are all gone
or until d-day
and what's that asked the mic
death day said Sarah
or dumb day the day they say 'you' now
or unto the god 'aids'....
they were not happy with that but
evil is never happy with truths..
and then they asked Sarah if she always told the truth
and so she asked what dope they were on...
and the mode went on like an unwanted loop...
buzz loop...buzz loop...
on and on...
...hiding in a cave somewhere
...some old thing...
lying about its age....
Sarah knew............


...but Sarah lived in starlight
and with the angels
and when she floated
didn't care
so one day *they said
thankyou for saving our future
and you and your loved ones
will not suffer again
So Sarah dreamed of this
and lived in starlight
and moonlight in silver
on ocean waves
in storms
she danced with Sh-v on universal nights
of dark moon and sang silence
in Sahr in the shhhhhhhhh of stardust
and floated around the nine planets
which were ten or more said someone
until she reached ice palace
in a dream
got all cold
and woke up again
but Sarah never got to beyond
because she didn't want to go home yet
or they wouldn't let her
she didn't know..
besides she didn't want to have to hear
the crying on the way
that told her of the bad world
from all the victims who were too weak to go back
the ones she heard on her way here...



So Sarah looked at flowers
and stopped to smell
the daffodils
and look at the tulips
and admire the sweet peas
and never again did she think
nasturtiums were common
or irises only chinese
or that roses
could be only white
or that chrysanthemums
were the only flower
of the universe
in fact
Sarah loved all flowers
they were dependable
unless you were allergic
or touched a thorn stem
or were in the jungle
well anyway
they were at least dependable
that is once you had learned them
...
the humans had been tricky
the angels had said they would be
...to take a beginning
that does something wrong
and then sets up the guy
who told to get rid of it
to look like he's eating his own kind
while you fixed it yourself
is a very tricky person
let alone sick
and evil too...
and if there were that man or woman
and/or
and it took a humanly self-disposing disease
from a protective element
like the immune system which keeps you safe
to dispose of the large amount of groups
it was definitely a form of nature
that was diseased and trying to destroy itself.
Sarah figured that right away
the wind whispered it at night
the rain wept it
all over everything

Sarah knew
she was afraid
everyone expected you to have a boyfriend
and be grownup
but Sarah knew
grrrrrrr - she said
go away at 5
have your own boyfriend
leave me alone
So Sarah hoped aids would die
soon
like many people did
cause nothing lives forever
and so far those die-hard romantics
that look ever for that everlasting life
finally
something
something
was found to live forever
the indestructible disease
- aids -
what a joyous story
the abuse of Sarah
universal child
and the immortality of aids...
efficat story...
the end...
...for now....


postscript: ...and when you find the last bad guy...will it be the devil...and will it be a bad guy...or just someone from another religion or spirituality with a name spelled similar to it........?Sahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh





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3/2/2007 - Sarah Choose
Posted by SilverWind
This was really provocative, I really enjoyed reading this, and it was quite well done, for such a long peice, it kept my attention all the way through.

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