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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368453" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Souls Asylum - Ode to a forgotten kind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pack my bags in a confused neuronal frenzy<br>A ticket to an unknown paradise the shores of my Casamance<br>A runaway train scanning the signs of the forgotten land<br>As the feet rhythmically splatter to the mud soaked bus stand</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It's two in the morning the heart devoid of any feeling<br>An inevitable choice to escape the iron fist dealing<br>Paitre the re-incarnation of a cannibalistic leviathan creature<br>Maitre the banshee shrieking the tune of a venomous child eater</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember the tale of my sister Mary Jane<br>Who had her last dance on the lap of her guardian's pubic mane<br>As the pearl jammed against the restrictive oyster shell<br>She escaped to her destiny from her chambers of an eternal hell</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I am the victim of the inevitability of human nature<br>That mutates the temples to a carnivorous amorphous creature<br>Not even innocence is spared as the amazons are brutally ravaged<br>Orellano the guide to those boats that escaped the hands of the savaged</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Across the Atlantic, unfolded the story of innocence lost<br>To the devils in robes un-empathetic to the human cost <br>As the runaway trains reached the shores the calming Irish<br>The echoes the church walls haunting the predators' conscience-leash</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember the stories of the earliest of them all<br>When human cargo was unloaded from the southern costal trawl<br>When Casamance was lost to the tyrants in many hues pale<br>The Mandinka spirit escaped to tell their rapturous emancipation tale</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the story of the Asian mestiza sold to contemporary's slave trade<br>A forced destiny to crash against the fluid, as the bounty of innocence fade<br>Escape the shanty badlands on the shores of the unforgiving Pasig<br>Her runaway train to catch, a new lease for life's second dig</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These are the stories of the downtrodden in their quest for an earthly paradise<br>In the roulette tables of life to find their unique serendipitous sunrise <br>To the arms of angles showering grace to these forgotten soles in their forsaken phylum<br>The journey to an eternal freedom to the chainless soul asylum</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The underground soul asylum flourishes under the radar<br>A abolitionist network spanning the badlands even the grand crater<br>Run by angels in their vengeance against humanity's sins<br>A sanctuary for the emancipated for a lease of new wings</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dilantha+Gunawardana">Dilantha Gunawardana</a><div class=q>
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A ticket to an unknown paradise the shores of my Casamance
A runaway train scanning the signs of the forgotten land
As the feet rhythmically splatter to the mud soaked bus stand

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