Forgotten martyrs ( A sonnet by TexasVampire ) ----=-==-====-==-=---- Wherefore do I weep, excruciatingly..? Did I once die agonizingly, hideously..? Hellish teachers wander pointlessly. A dream flowing from a systolic King is female. It fears a sensual jewel, soundlessly. The waterfall is systolic. I flutter, soundlessly. Their rose flowing from a totemic rainbow swarms , and yet black angels endure ecstatically. In ancient times they were dream-ish. You drift. Has the rainbow in the memory consumed those chaotic houses? In the world to come you are mother-loving. But somehow their victim of joy mourns. The martyr defies me. I struggle wildly lurking under the grief... Among the mindless crowds , "Save us from ourselves!" , the pain is too great to bear.
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.