MR. JECKLE & DR. HYDE
Hewn at the stems
The red, red blossoms shriek:
‘Murder! Murder!’
Succumbed by mortal pain.
We destroy all that we Love.
We cannot but help it;
Like scorpions, it is in our nature.
Though turtle-like,
We also carry the burden of loyal sacrifice and
The love of Truth.
Mr. Jekyl and Dr. Hyde
The two versions of the same coin
Flipped and suspended in the mid-air moment
Is it me or is it the world that remains thus divided?
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The Poesie of Igor Goldkind – Reciting Truth to Power 