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Resurrection
05:03
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Resurrection
A shell explodes in the shunned corner of a makeshift graveyard
Concussed into darkness it rifts sterile clay
Into silence that heaved and flowed through enduring epochs -
Interposes fleeting fever of war
Mortals to inter remains sunk shafts in its skin
Depositing inclusions digested in patient agony
To the source and destination of incarnation
Elements dissolved
Into this womb weeps formless protoplasm
Oozed separate from the cold mass given birth
An abscess sequestered from quiescent soil
With agitation probes its confinement
Drawn by witless impulse towards unseen light
Doubtful protuberances manifest its desire
To try the immensity grasping for the surface -
Through inertia of imposing fate
The effort collapses the space severed pseudopodia -
Melt into the insensible tomb
It barely squirms amidst all that is buried
Corpses abandoned to Plutonian night -
Where it flutters an uncertain pulse of anguish
In tortured dreams risen
Horrors of pain and of guilt
It permeates the inorganic grain
Transubstantiated towards the surface -
Nascent limbs flail feebly against its entombment -
With despairing breath smothered in earth
Drowned and dissolved
Dissipated into shadow
Unremarked save the vague imprint of its torment
Yet strangeness is irreducible with indomitable ambition -
To bathe in vague reminiscence of life
It ascends once more upon the struggle
Suffering again pain of stirring and trauma of death
Each instance a restored memory wherein to discover its essence
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Besieged
04:17
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Besieged
In the land of Tarturus
The city of Ur lies besieged
During artillery's lull a municipal façade collapses
Imposing granite mimicking nearby mountains
Affirmed the natural state unassailable as like immortal crags piercing the sky
Beneath the veneer
Pitted concrete with girding wires exposed the decadent folly
Fallen with a startling crash!
Witnesses respond mildly
Content to forestall fresh bombardment
A grand boulevard reaches forth
Two paved leagues fitting six tanks abreast
As when war's glorious penumbra
Hot with nationalist fervour
Paraded hardware of death
Choked now with scorched chassis
Vehicles sacrificed for tortuous alleys of guerrilla warfare
Only decapitated trunks of ancient plane trees
Trace the triumphant outline to a polluted river
Its eddying water flashes black beneath portentous clouds
Gathering gloom before the closing pincer
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Hand to Hand
04:12
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Hand to Hand
I spy him in the shadows
Drawn by incriminating movement
There's a tell-tale sheen off his brow
His camouflage is feeble
He's lost track of the sun and trails a betraying silhouette
A breeze too removed to feel stirs the dust around him
I adjust my aim through the rarefied space between us
Distance grants serenity to murder without provoking
I finger the trigger and in my imagination
A puff of red from his slumped form confirms dispassionate kill
But the chamber collapses without report
Hollow echo of ordinance spent
It rallies the enemy poured forth like rats from broken nests hidden among ruins
They descend behind sharpened spades
A screaming horde!
Silenced by the shock of impact rolled through our ranks
Spilling us on the melee
Limbs pinned
Heads offered for slaughter or drowned in the crush
Either way we thrash for our lives!
The din rises on despairing shrieks smothered in groans
Dull intonations of butchered flesh bury all in cacophony
Fallen like entombing earth
Poured in bloody torrents
Its anguished wail!
Even the aggressor suffers
Slipped on ground slick with gore
Restlessly pushing to free his blade
He lingers to exhaustion over each and every kill
Intimate and protracted
And finally succumbs in his turn
So the heaving mass of carnage grows on either side
Its dreadful weight subsiding admixed with clay
A consuming quagmire swallowing whole battalions
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Stand to Death
04:10
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Stand to Death
Official communiqué
Supreme military command to political officers
Of infantry battalion three six one
The thirteenth guards division and citizen's militia
Battlefield Ur
For your eyes only
Order six seven five: Stand to death!
The industrial sector of Ur from the road D to the canal
Extending east to the road K and west to the road A
Is to be held at all cost
Order six seven five: Stand to death!
Order six seven five: Stand to death!
All forward units are to hold their position until the last man
Political officers liaise with reserve units to enforce order six seven five
Order six seven five: Stand to death!
Order six seven five: Stand to death!
Soldiers caught surrendering their position face immediate Court-Martial
Soldiers failing to engage the enemy face immediate Court-Martial
Unaccounted units are suspected of desertion
They will be sanctioned for their own dereliction -
And for that of each colleague
Sentence will be executed publicly -
With suitable spectacle to impress a salutary example
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Guerrilla Urchins
04:12
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Guerrilla Urchins
Their faces torment me
Of dead men walking
Personality evaporated in humiliation's glare
Sun washed skin left grey
Of veteran soldiers braced for martyrdom ended vilified
Despised above the invader
A brutalised deterrent
Hold the line!
The enemy ranges freely but we slaughter him in close quarters
The better to inflict psychological trauma
Repulsing his advance from our defensive stronghold
And still they attack!
Hold the line!
To kill is unnatural
To murder at close hand
Drive the blade through a stranger's flesh
Hamstring him
Crush his skull
It threatens your humanity!
Hold the line!
Now is the moment of glory
Proof of honour
Behind lurks the basement and decimated suburb beyond
With neglected shelter in no man's land
Hold!
The enemy is buoyant
He strafes our position with suppressing fire
Thunderous bursts disintegrate cinder blocks
Its bloody mist condensed on awestruck faces
Hold fast!
The darkness is forbidding
Cloaked in disgrace
The darkness is mysterious
Offering escape
The darkness is desertion of duty and from death
Our orders to die!
Hold!
Looming in the shadows
Expressions of dead men walking
Mask like faces
Not with patriotic zeal
But pale with terror
Poised for martyrdom
Fuck the line!
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Decimate Them!
03:05
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Decimate Them!
A man will dutifully form up
Patiently attentive to forestall fate
In the trenches he was formidable
Reckless to sell his life the dearest
Bristling murderous instinct
At the rout don't kill them all
And never kill equitably
Calculation unmans him
His doom obscured by plausibly survivable moments
Worked to exhaustion to outlast a comrade
Enduring all privations like a useful slave
Delusions of justice fasten fetters
Struggling to mitigate your wrath
Reward this and he grows haughty
With reckless dreams of freedom
Decimate him!
Condemn at random!
Decimate him!
Arbitrarily slaughter!
Not the victim but survivors to punish
Strip from anxiety its right cause
Not the victim but survivors to punish
Strip from anxiety its right cause
To heighten terror!
To heighten terror!
To heighten terror!
To heighten terror!
He will cease to think
Avoiding its torment
An accessory through survival
Maddened with guilt
Broken and domesticated
Surrendered to shame
To use unto death!
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Aborted Rising
04:47
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Aborted Rising
Darkness absolute crushes my feeble form
Pressed into its immensity
Swallowed by it
Who am I?
A vague particular lost in universal ambivalence
Destiny lies above
I am drawn to it
A violent gnawing of forgotten desire
Frighteningly intense yet strangely compelling
Poised between pain and lust
Movement restrained by weight profound as death
Paralysis complete
Denudes the senses
Even that ubiquitous presence
Lurking ever under consciousness
Instantiates volition and shapes perception
The 'I' of selfhood wavers as if unborn
I stir no heartbeat
My scream into silence
Deaf like the grave
Utters not a single breath
My delusions rupture
Seized with the fury of inanimate indifference
Yet death so terrible wears a familiar face!
That of my boon companion in conspiracy and strife
From whose dissimulating smile
Glanced with naked avarice
Pierces murderous pangs
I am reborn in throes of death again and again forever!
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