In the heathenish country of enslaved white children,
Nine little girls become the martyrs who lead the Christian charge
(Sometimes stark naked,
And other times in blue dresses,
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Bret, living with un-reality and writing about it takes a massive effort. Which you do well. Your poetic skill is demonstrably good, but the metaphor seems to be lacking a place to make a point. Accept the realms of the unreal and you've a master who doesn't accept the rules we're used to. Period. Rgds, Ivan
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Bret, living with un-reality and writing about it takes a massive effort. Which you do well. Your poetic skill is demonstrably good, but the metaphor seems to be lacking a place to make a point. Accept the realms of the unreal and you've a master who doesn't accept the rules we're used to. Period. Rgds, Ivan