James Oliver Smith, Jr. xx lines, xx words
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Bane Of Tradition




They preach their holy
Songs
And sing their
Precious
Messages
Of duty
   honor
      pedigree
Clean your dog
And let it pee
Feel your
   master
Let him see
   your loyal
      stench
Your royal
   flinch
And shallow
   penchant for debris

Bend before
The rabid dog
Close the mind 
And flog
That crazed creativity

Peel the skin
Of fertile
Innocence
And grow the scab
Of faith's
   obedience

(c) 1996 James Oliver Smith, Jr




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