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Monthly Archives: August 2018
Noise
The noise of the world has etched itself on my soul and tattooed my mind
Nature
The sound of nature is tattooed onto my soul and etched in my mind
Floodgates
Drowning in silence then the words begin to flow, the floodgates open
Children Of Abraham
This is a haiku about the Muslims and Jews, siblings torn apart
Posted in god, haiku, Israelis, Palestinians, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized
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No, We Never Learn
No, we never learn yesterday, South Africa today, Palestine
Where The Hell Have You Been?
Dedicated to Uncle Bobby How far do you travel each day? “To work, maybe to the marketplace… about twenty miles” you might say “To school, and to the gym… thirty miles” well, do you drive a truck or a car … Continue reading
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My Ode To John McCain
There are certain things that can’t be taken away from the late John McCain: He was a Navy pilot he was shot down over Vietnam and captured he was held as a prisoner of war for five and a half … Continue reading
Bread And Circuses For The People
It was only a matter of time before something like this happened something awful like this but video games plus guns plus psychotropic drugs plus violence equals America and this is American just like apple pie and this is American … Continue reading
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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