Tag Archives: empire

Chiseled In Stone

History’s rhymes might seem coincidental but they’re chiseled in stone they are fundamental   war feeds the market and keeps it alive war is the reason this system survives   they’re still taking our bread to build death machines and … Continue reading

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Eden

there is no heaven there is no hell there is only purgatory, here on earth. the endless suffering that we cause others as we destroy their countries, villages, farms, homes, families, and lives is directly connected to the endless suffering … Continue reading

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FIRE

Smoke signals have been rising    Hiroshima for some time now.    Nagasaki We ignore the smoke    Korea but there it is    Guatemala as plain as day    Laos but we relax    Vietnam when we hear    … Continue reading

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Wings On The Vulture

Let us wake now from this sleep before there’s nothing left for the meek to inherit the missionaries stole it and their kids won’t share it as they still fly old glory over stolen land broken with bibles and pineapples, canned and shipped to Rome from … Continue reading

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The Makers The Rain

Alone in the pockmarked countryside an old woman finds no place to hide her children and grandchildren have been dying for forty years and her tears have become rivers that the clouds have taken and taken and God has forsaken … Continue reading

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belly dancing on the dashboard

from May 2014 Bury my heart Here Because mine eyes have seen enough Suffering My eyes have seen enough Of man’s inhumanity to man But this isn’t a Robert Burns poem… This is holy land Where the sand is flying … Continue reading

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The Eyes Have It

The eyes of the prophets are crossed and the line is dotted signs are spotted in the crowd remove the shroud it’s too loud to think swim, don’t sink but crossed eyes blink Morse code teaching us to curse the winding … Continue reading

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