IN HONOR OF AMERICANS PREOCUPATION WITH VIOLENT IMAGES AND STORIES

HERE IS A CREEPY POEM

if you are still reading this
by james a. galgano

Today follows
Like any other
Tail between legs
With shivering shards of fear
Looking over someone else's shoulder
As a cold wind sends death a familiar message
I am open for business today
I wonder if you will see me coming
No light in the tunnel
For this oncoming train
I prefer to quietly follow your every footstep
Unnoticed and unexpected
My success is in the murky mixture
  more...Of my elemental surprise
There is a calming effect
Which your screams and tears bring
To my cold and calculating desires
I find solace in the fact your loved ones
Will one day forget your dismembered face!
Torture seems to have that effect on innocence
As it is much too busy trying to survive
To remember endearing memories
Upon these photographs which I now burn
As an offering to the vengeful deity
I call my own intimate messiah
Tomorrow will be a memorable one
Unfortunately for you it will be your last
For I grow weary of idly creeping
Through the minutes of your tedious routine
It lacks the aura your smile once emoted
The question now is how
I will introduce myself to you
Prior to terminating your contract
With tomorrow's hopes and dreams
Nevertheless it will surely happen
And if you are reading this
Sooner than you think

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Moral obligation
By james a. galgano

On the other side of tomorrow
Where memories fade into the abyss of eternity
Taking with them all the hopes and dreams
Of what never was nor will ever be
Lies a time never again to be
Built upon the sacrifice and sweat of ancestry
Now posthumously praised yet so easily forgotten
Written off as a misinformed budget breaking expense
Thereby forgetting what requires recompense
To care for the less fortunate, the infirm, young and elderly
Who in fact should be those dearly cared   more...for completely
If our history of achievement and progress were to make any sense
Nevertheless there are many in power who deem this a drain on our economy
Seeming to forget it ignores the foundation of our national obligation
To form a more perfect union, promote the general welfare,
Establish justice and preserve and protect our domestic tranquility
Upon these truths we once deemed self-evident into perpetuity
Are now not only taken for granted but easily bargained away
Upon the tendency to regard the moneyed interests and powers that be
More an overriding obligation than making the necessary sacrifice for our posterity
To demonstrate and insure that for the historical efforts those before gallantly made
Are shown their honor and thanks for these everyday heroics and not feel betrayed
As well as encourage our future generations to be as productive in their participation
For an equal share for meeting their own expected obligations
To forego these ideals to preserve corporate profits and thee elite’s status quo
Will lead us down the darkened path for as reap we shall sow the seeds of discontent
And the hard earned efforts of all for a better life will be poorly misspent
From the trust of all past, present and future from whom our actions now borrow
Clearly determining on which side we will be in a not to distant tomorrow






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AGAINST THE ODDS OF TIME
BY JAMES A. GALGANO

IF DREAMS WERE THE WINGS OF FLIGHTLESS BIRDS
AND THE HOPES OF HUMANITY DEPENDED
UPON THE WANDERING DREAMS OF THE UNBORN
OUR THOUGHTS WOULD PREVAIL IN DELIGHT
AS IF A BATTLE OF ETERNAL WITS
AGAINST ALL THAT IS WRONG WITH OUR DYING WORLD
EVEN IF WE SHOULD SUFFER A SETBACK
OR EVEN A LOSS IN OUR PURSUIT
OUR MERE EFFORTS AGAINST WINDMILLS
WOULD UNDERLINE THE JUSTNESS OF OUR CAUSE
AND PROPEL OUR UNITY AGAINST
ALL THAT IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD
TO SET IT RIGHT ONE DAY SOON
  more...IN SPITE OF THE INSURMOUNTABLE WALL WE NOW FACE
DESPITE THE ODDS IT MAY ALL BE LOST IN THE OUTCOME
WE ARE DETERMINED TO VENTURE FORWARD
INTO THE DEPTHS OF THE DARKEST NIGHT
BEYOND THE REALM OF COULD NEVER BE
AND INTO THE FACE OF DESPOTIC ANGER
WHERE OUR FOCUS AND EFFORTS
ARE UNIFIED SOMEDAY SOON
TO REVEL IN THE WELCOME OF OUR VICTORY
THOUGH GENERATIONS TO COME
MAY PICK UP OUR FALLEN FLAG
TO MOVE FORWARD INTO INCLEMENT NIGHT
WE KNOW WITHIN OUR OFTEN QUESTIONING SPIRITS
ONE DAY SOON UPON SOME DISTANT SHORE OF TIME
OUR WAR WILL BE WON AGAINST THIS TERRIBLE PLIGHT
AND THOSE WHO WILL FOLLOW
WILL SING OF OUR BATTLES AGAINST WHAT COULD NEVER BE
AND REVEL IN THE WONDER FOR ALL IN OUR EVENTUAL VICTORY
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In the name of all that all is holy
By james a. galgano

Scaling the dark side of an unfamiliar heaven
Where a crooked path of broken dreams guide the way
Toward the unlit tunnel of uncertain tomorrow
Into which our journey often leads without invitation
Filled with unlimited hope, misfortune and inevitably despair
The air grows thin as we scale the cliffs of happiness and sorrow
Our broken hearts and calloused limbs cautiously climb each incline
Like Sisyphus we carry upon our backs the endless memories   more...of time
Unable to forget the station our cross travails beyond each abyss
As we carry the baggage of our species like armor going off to battle
Into an endless war often called for indefensible reasons never refuted
Like loyal warriors of crusade or jihad we move forward without question
Wreaking havoc upon all within our way as if some deity commanded it so
Never caring where our travels lead though we know each claim is disputed
We persevere for that divine offer of eternal rapture and infinite delight
As our weapons of ignominy unable to shield us from the woe we cause
Are turned upon us by the evil we provoke in some deity’s familiar name
While we battle onward and upward scaling heaven’s once joyful heights
Knowing in thee back of our deceitful minds full well the woe
We cause will find its way back into our own precariously protected domain
And no matter how we try to justify our actions in all their horror
The evidence of our undeniable guilt will eternally remain for those who one day follow
Upon the crooked path we once we blazed in infamy and delight toward an unfamiliar heaven
Without invitation or provocation to excuse the cliffs we scaled or the sorrow we caused along the way
Our actions will only lead others to follow reaping the same rewards on day soon
Even as we praise our efforts and our plight without question or condolence
In unison alone to a waning moon and our own ideals we will too easily betray








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