The URL is gaijinsamurai621.blogspot.com.
I probably won't update this journal much (like I did before I got the new webpage...;-)).
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Here's a poem I wrote:
By Daniel R. Marx
"It all returns to nothing, it all comes
tumbling down, tumbling down,
Komm Susser Todd
"It is sweet and honorable to die for one's country"
Quintus Horatius Flaccus
I see something in the corner of my eye
I see blood
Is it mine?
Lifeblood leaking out of me
As water from a leaky bucket
My friend holds me in his arms
I look to the sky
I see my life flash
My father, my mother, my sister
A surge of pain travels through my body
It feels unbearable at first
Then it dulls
Everything starts to fade
The street, the city, the sky, the embrace of my friend
All turns to nothingness
A void creeps over me
Where is the sweetness and honor in this?
My final thought as I succumb to the void.
Outside the sun shines brightly
But in my soul, the rain is pouring
Loneliness bites at my soul
One thousand enemies conspire against me
My life is in a downward spirle
No one knows; No one cares.
I go to the kitchen and decide to have some cheese and crackers.
I stare at the knife, nice and sharp
Shall I sheeth it in my stomach?
Well, what do you think? Feel free to leave comments! (No, I am not contemplating suicide.)
The herd instinct among economists makes sheep look like independent thinkers.