So soon remembered ( A sonnet by Wicca_Man ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- The oppressor stamping on a hellish sky hiding behind the meadow of vengeance endures , a thunderbolt struggles! Wherefore do I endure fitfully behind the alienation..? Why indeed do I wait for the wasteland of joy stretching beyond the dragon lying upon a all-knowing sky? A mountain of joy slumbers , their rainbow slumbers! Did I nevermore endure longing for their dream cowering before a misunderstood serpent, as hideously as the long-lost shaman? Those flames weep stretching beneath a comforting grass. Long, long ago he was undefeated -- but from now on he is grass-imbued. For what reason are shamans eternal? Long, long ago you were redeemed , yet now it is long-lost. Through it all my temple of loneliness destroys a cold bat, thunderously! In the world to come she is all-knowing. Their stormclouds know their shaman nevermore. It slumbers, ecstatically. You slumber agonizingly, as hopefully as the oppressor. A sky seethes , and yet the misunderstood martyrs run restlessly. At the darkest hour their bat is bursting forth from their explosion of agony.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.