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Shaumyan
"Why Johnny Can't Do Math" |
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| He likes to watch a porno in his room, Rewind the tape to see the close-up shots, "My God! She does them both--what a slut!" He thinks. Perhaps the stars, the moon Could be romantic. But that's what Johnny likes-- He likes to watch a porno in his room, He likes the lights, the camera that zooms In on the action. While inside Something's not right, something's rotten here-- It's not that he can't read. The books He opens occasionally and burps and looks At how he does her, and she does him. And beer Tastes very good and very nice indeed. The girls say: "Johnny, you're not a queer." And Johnny likes his pornos and his beer, And that is all that Johnny really needs. The Healing Wind In this healing wind all our scars of the past are blown away, torn away and scattered around the earth, and all our demons are lifted and carried off in the vortex of the wind funnel till there is nothing left but these rocks and the ocean, and our hearts feel at peace once more, as our eyes scan the distant horizon, where the ocean meets the night sky, where the moon hangs low, casting its tremulous glow upon the water. In this healing wind all our thoughts are scattered in the silent multitude of stars that shine upon us like new blossoms… yes, I know we've been through a lot all these years, and the loneliness and the pain seemed unbearable at times, but you don't have to say a thing to me right now, because the healing wind turned it all around, gave us new hope and new purpose and new sails--
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(The Healing Wind
continued...) and breathing in this cool night air, we feel renewed and alive again, as we return to what we always knew as our home, resting upon these rocks, as the ocean waves gently baptize our feet. A Higher Way Copyright © 2002 Alexander Shaumyan
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