On a planet we call Earth,
On a land we refer to as Africa,
In an area known as Kenya,
There are beautiful souls,
Souls that have suffered
And have seen deep joy,
And quietly walk along dusty roads;
Souls no different than those in
Tel Aviv, or Gaza, or Kabul, or Washington.
Yet, yet!, we have been appointed a puppet leader called Obama to be augured upon this our hallowed Constitution now torn to shreds. God, Allah, Yahweh, Force, Oneverse, iChing, Pan, Zeus, Apollo, et alii, have mercy upon us, and upon this entire sad little world!
The demos once again have prevailed in their lunacy.
-IAT
… in search of a smile, a child, Summer of 2007, eastern Kenya
