Zen #1

Sitting by a window

Woman watching the spider spin,

She looks to the street below,

And sees all the children grin.

When came a light from above,

Blinding as the children stare.

From the Heavens swoops a dove,

Plotting to destroy their despair.

Talons rip through child flesh,

Eyes imploding into skull,

Even with this event so fresh,

The woman still feels dull.

Sitting by a window,

Woman watching the spider spin.

She looks to the street below,

And sees many dead children.

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