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    dots Submission Name: America's Lensdots
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    Author: JanePlane
    ASL Info:    125/F/everyplane
    Elite Ratio:    6.77 - 419/434/131
    Words: 229
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsAmerica's Lensdots
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    dissidents may have been
    served up to him by
    MI6 and CIA

    people tortured
    missing, murderd

    but a woman wearing a khimar
    stands yelling above the din
    that she doesn't care about the secrets
    that died with the dictator

    "Tyranny is dead!
    We are free!"

    she manages

    as the crowd jostles her out of
    America's lens

    A young man in army garb is asked
    when he will put down his gun

    "Not yet, I think!"

    he shouts, as other weapons
    spray celebratory shots behind him

    and the crowd jostles him out of
    America's lens

    "Hooray!" We hear people yell,

    "Tyranny is dead!
    We are free!"

    these images are replaced
    with those of a desperate, ugly man
    blood streaming from his head
    and finally, the trance of terror
    stuck in his dead eyes

    screams are incoherant

    as the crowd jostles him out of
    America's lens

    next is NATO
    raining down hell fire
    (file footage)
    then bombed out cars
    and executed bodies
    museum displayed
    no crime scene tape around

    a reporter looks on
    his face close up in America's lens

    There are no cries here of freedom
    amidst silence and ash and sand
    but surely, he says, tyranny is dead




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      As you have captured it, more and more we see around the lens that our controllers would have us stick to. History is written by the victor.
    | Posted on 2011-10-24 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ]
      a reporter looks on
    his face close up in America’s lens

    There are no cries here of freedom
    amidst silence and ash and sand
    but surely, he says, tyranny is dead

    Those are my favorite lines...you're basically saying in all these images that tyranny is dead yet each is fighting for the same cause...it's a new spin on violence. It's ironic...
    | Posted on 2011-10-22 00:00:00 | by Brwnsknsam05 | [ Reply to This ]
      I felt like I was reading something right out of a Steinbeck novel. You really captured something here, Jane. The Tyrant killed a tyrant; tyranny is dead.

    That last stanza slayed me.

    Matt
    | Posted on 2011-10-22 00:00:00 | by OneDarkFlame92 | [ Reply to This ]
      Intense! Yes many a truth are skewed through america's lenses, more are fabricated, it is hard these days to know what is real truth and what is fabricated truth but we know the killings are never fabricated, the peace never lasting because there is no profit in peace..

    Good write!
    | Posted on 2011-10-22 00:00:00 | by Clayman | [ Reply to This ]
      yes, assassinations...

    and we can put whatever spin on them we want...it is still solving violence with violence---

    but then as dylan wrote "we have God on our side"

    so that's the difference?

    a very compelling poem.

    jacob
    | Posted on 2011-10-21 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]


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