Posted By: Trpaslik (syn Krale pod Horou) on 'Poetry' Title: The Great Awakening Date: Wed Sep 27 00:29:57 1995 Hey, this poem in NOT mine, but it is so nice I couldn't resis The Great Awakening As I awoke this morning When all sweet things are born, A robin perched upon my sill To signal the coming dawn. The bird was fragile, young and gay, And sweetly did it sing, The thoughts of happiness and joy Into my heart did bring. I smiled softly at the cheery song, There as it paused, a momoments lull, I gently closed the window And crushed its fucking skull. Signed Trpaslik With the lights out it's less dangerous... Kurt Cobain