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Jan 16, 2010
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Murder Museums
museums house those of immortality
their marble faces tattered
all seem very mortal cratered
apart by time
these very few immortals
only to be by their consumption
of others lives
generals who sent thousands of men
to death for victory and defeat
kings who forced slaves to death
for gold the forfeit of their futures
queens draped in jewelry raped
from a foreign lands rich heart
the church knelt praying in blood
of their infidels still stands
all in marble silver gold stone
immortal
history is written by victors but museums
house all murderes of men
(l)eaters of the everyday man’s life
and in this modern day
which lords will sacrifice us
for their eternity
of plastic steel stone
in museums our ghosts
will never walk
— Ladderwords, Jan 16, 2010
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Ladderwords
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Richard thanks for the