Category Archives: collateral damage

100 Proof

bottles fired break

bones more than

bullets or bombs

ever do

 

then replace

bottles with bibles

and believe

we want whats best

for you

 

test for you

pass or fail

pail full of ashes

and nails

 

no proof of you

or your cross

ashes gone with the wind

nails buried somewhere

beneath the heart land

 

gunpowder soaked

in spirits

hellbent on burning

drink up

now you’re learning

 

while we’re still turning

graveyards

into boulevards

with cards stacked

by the pope

 

here’s another

bottle,

this should help you

cope

 

though,

it would be quicker

with a rope

The Sun: ode to Japan

06 August 2017

 

2,272,147,200 seconds ago

37,869,120 minutes ago

631,152 hours ago

26,298 days ago

3,757 weeks ago

864 months ago

72 years ago…

the sun fell from the sky

over Hiroshima

rather, we dropped it.

Slightly less time has passed

since we dropped a second sun

from the sky

over Nagasaki.

 

I sit here this evening

drinking tea

as the sun sets

over the Pacific.

Pali

Longing to set sail once

more

casualties of a war

waged with germs

and guns

and drugs

and spam

and pineapples

and sugarcane

and chemicals

and steel

and my heart is numb

and I cannot feel

your pain

the goddess burns

a fire not quenched

by rain

put on grass skirts

you can entertain

the masses

as they raise glasses

to toast tresspasses of old

all that glitters

was stolen

and sold by bitter men

with bibles and swords

reaping rewards

taken at knifes edge

forsaken, you’re on a ledge

and they push you

and count silver coins

as you fall

out of history books

but they don’t turn back

for one last look

and see you

climbing up the pali.

Amidst the Rubble: Ode to Mosul

What is a human life worth?

Some would say ‘priceless’

and others might agree

but there are dollar signs

and balance sheets

in mind

all the time

no matter what

they tell

your family.

One death is terrible

two are tragic

three start to free us

and four give us reason

for more war

where those numbers

will increase ten-fold

by lunch

and there is this

one-two punch

terrible and terrible

terrorizing together

dropping leaflets

telling civilians to flee

before bombs fall…

but they can see

ISIS snipers,

they can see

road blocks

and their city remains

locked

so theres nowhere

they can go

and this

we know

as we march on

with our plan

and flames are fanned

and streets long paved

with wreckage and rubble

are again in trouble

as mountains of death grow

and we throw stones,

show our muscles

and flex our flags

and your dead civilians

are worth less

than the body bags

that aren’t used

as they’re tossed

in the river,

buried in mass graves

or left to rot

amidst the rubble

blood

liberated from veins

arms

and legs

liberated from bodies

breath

liberated from lungs

thoughts

liberated from minds

thousands

liberated from life

a city

liberated

obliterated

decimated

devastated

suffocated

lost

left for dead

forgotten

amidst the rubble

 

Burning Man

The burning man runs

as winds blow

and flames grow

war games go on

and on

and on

without end

SOS

please send

teardrops and fear

candy and beer

pay taxes and cheer

and we’re left with

King Lear

we’re blind

and can’t hear

year after year

after year

we can’t see

the fire

can’t feel the shame

humanity burns

as we play our game

trying to tame dragons

as our covered wagons

head east

we bring famine

and feast

on all that remains

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