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	<title>Ian Barker &#187; peace</title>
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		<title>Run the other way</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Apr 2010 18:46:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[For a special kind of people&#8230;
To the sound of screaming,
turns the eyes and the ears of the ordinary
agape in horror at the desperation of a jumper
as he splashes through the glass
fixing a final flickering gaze on tear-welling faces who,
with tightened lips let pass a whimper &#8220;oh no, oh no oh no&#8221;.
The rain of rock crashes [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2001/09/12/nyregion/12RESC.html" target="_blank"><i>For a special kind of people&#8230;</i></a></p>
<p>To the sound of screaming,<br />
turns the eyes and the ears of the ordinary<br />
agape in horror at the desperation of a jumper<br />
as he splashes through the glass<br />
fixing a final flickering gaze on tear-welling faces who,<br />
with tightened lips let pass a whimper &#8220;oh no, oh no oh no&#8221;.<br />
The rain of rock crashes chase away trivial reality,<br />
the lattes, the must-do meetings,<br />
the synchronization of calendars<br />
in a kerosene flash; thanks to religious brutality.<br />
There, urgent amongst the<br />
surging clouds are those in<br />
black turned gray.  Gold-hatted<br />
knights who shout for your own good.<br />
Scared like the brokers,<br />
fathers like the chairmen,<br />
rushing like the insurers<br />
but they choose to run the other way.</p>
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		<title>The award for best action movie goes to</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2008 21:51:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>admin</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[To live for, yearn for, that glorious killer,
that brassy pointed barrel filler,
to kiss the sun, embrace a darkness,
to kill the bystanders, to silence a witness.
Passion fuelled,
excuses pre-filled,
a cleaned and oiled and slicing death
that explodes in you and steals your breath
a thing you &#8220;wield&#8221; instead of &#8220;use&#8221;
to produce a horror that makes the news
and gets glamourised [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>To live for, yearn for, that glorious killer,<br />
that brassy pointed barrel filler,<br />
to kiss the sun, embrace a darkness,<br />
to kill the bystanders, to silence a witness.<br />
Passion fuelled,<br />
excuses pre-filled,<br />
a cleaned and oiled and slicing death<br />
that explodes in you and steals your breath<br />
a thing you &#8220;wield&#8221; instead of &#8220;use&#8221;<br />
to produce a horror that makes the news<br />
and gets glamourised by Hollywood<br />
in silly tales to win an award<br />
and unthinking plaudits from boring cynics<br />
who ignore the truth behind the edits<br />
of children&#8217;s parents dead and gone<br />
and mother&#8217;s children who wont come home. </p>
<p>Marching men who sound out songs<br />
and epithets like the &#8220;happy throng&#8221;<br />
the &#8220;band of brothers&#8221; and &#8220;alpha force&#8221;<br />
ignore the facts as a matter of course<br />
that war is bad and people die<br />
and tragedy is what makes us cry<br />
not actor&#8217;s looks or the jutting chins<br />
of handsome heroes with perfect grins. </p>
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