We’ll call em’ French Fries again

I wrote this poem last summer in France…
Violence begets violence, hate begets hate, and terror begets terror. So it goes… Lets break the cycle.


Cartoon drawings of


splattered with blood

draining from the


of artists pushing the


tempting the reality of a


we’ve created since the


fought now by Muslim

police officers

dying in the streets

to protect a country

that sees no difference

sees the same


names sound the same

faces of Muhammad

faces of Osama



face it

we’re racist

about face

racing against

time is no longer on our

side of the road

dead children

playing with

bombs dropped by

soldiers fighting for

fighting for

fighting for

soldiers know not what they’re

fighting for

freedom to fight

more war

after war

after years of aggression

and oppression

and exploitation


this is nothing if not

new-age colonization and the

empire never dies just

travels to new kings with

new crowns

and we don’t want to be


flush blood diamonds

drown in crown


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I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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