Desperation, you've tempted me on too many times for

me to

turn my back on you again. I lust for your

gift to ease the pain for us all.

Accept the fact

that their death can prevent our fears. Not the plot

of

cowardice, but the birth of a saviour. Acceptance

of a martyr's role.

Extricate these demons from

sight. Risking life and limb. Vigil martyr, set

the

foundation of tolerance at any extreme. Even the price

of suicide. Even a

price so high as this. The seas

of love must part to act on their behalf. For

while

we weep, they still rape, raping our patience for

change. Off the hook

for feigned insanity, but not

off the hook from the public. In the media and

in

the flesh, a crucifixion will be in order, a

celebration of politically

correct's death. We will

dance with our children once again. Their security



is reinstated by this bastard's sacrifice.