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September Tears

Forget about Afghanistan just keep your heads in the sand, and pay no mind to Iraq and only care about white, not black   and only care about white, not brown look away as cops shoot ’em all down and as … Continue reading

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58 People

58 people have died today 58 people have gone away 58 people and now you pray for Las Vegas.   58 people have died today in Las Vegas but it’s everyday in Iraq and it’s everyday in Afghanistan don’t you … Continue reading

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Flowers

Vases full of freshly-cut flowers sit on the sills of windows opened to the world and with all the beauty of the presentation death hides in plain sight. We don’t see that life is gone until all that’s left are … Continue reading

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In the unlikely event

in the unlikely event of my death in a terror attack you do not have permission to use my name or likeness in any way, shape, or form. I don’t want my mothers tears to be joined by rivers that … Continue reading

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Ashes

we fill urns as humanity burns and the world turns while no one learns the lessons of old we kill for visions of gold as divisions unfold like the prophets foretold long written in bold but between the lines the … Continue reading

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Nineteen-Seventeen

100 years of drums pounding rockets red-glaring and blind men staring 100 years of red, white, and blue doing what we do best God save the queen and fuck the rest.   Leave your family leave your farm we don’t … Continue reading

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Swords Of Qādisīyah

Time for a photo-op smile, in a mile it’ll be a frown. Heres the keys to conquest bow your head as heavy swords strike you down.   Thirteen-hundred years gone by still celebrate spilled blood swords fade in the rearview … Continue reading

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