What Attracts You to the Blinding Flash?

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(Special contribution by entrepreneur and writer, Patrick Leahy.  Enjoy.)

Everyone must learn the story.  My story, your story, our story.  Thank you for reading, and enjoy.  This poem is about what happens halfway around the world that we don’t even see.  What happens there can happen here; it is s only a question of when that makes the deciphering difference.

Bone, heart, blood
Bang goes the chorus through a hairy chest.
Release. Click.
Another magazine is slammed home.
Do you know what that means?
Click goes the hook.
Metal through hair, chest, flesh
Metal through hair, chest, flesh
Bang.
Bone, heart, blood.
Meanwhile, my people are dying a few jungle blocks away.
Bone, heart, blood
Bang goes the chorus through mother, daughter, son.
Release. Click.
Another magazine is slammed home.
Do you know what that means?
Drop another Bantu.
Click goes the hook.
Metal through legs, chests, flesh
Metal through arms, feet, flesh
Bang.
Blood. Just blood.
Everywhere.

“Everything burns, my friend, everything burns.”

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