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Monthly Archives: September 2018
Khan al-Ahmar
Apartheid is this village has to go to build a new settlement
Posted in apartheid, haiku, palestine, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Apartheid, haiku, injustice, Israel, Khan al-Ahmar, palestine, poem, poetry, war crimes
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All The World
Sometimes the night sky is the only thing you need to see all the world.
Try
Sometimes you just know. Still you try though, regardless and the loss still hurts.
Dreams
What if today’s youth were taught to chase dreams, real dreams? They’d find happiness.
We Can’t Eat Money
What if today’s youth were taught to become farmers rather than bankers?
Things That Matter
What if we were taught the only things that matter don’t have a price tag?
Fuel
We sit wondering why does the fire still burn yet we are the fuel.
Posted in collateral damage, haiku, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged America, fire, fuel, haiku, poem, poetry, resist, taxes, war, war tax resistance
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One At A Time
The birds are landing quietly, near the puppies enjoying their food.
Choose
The gardens will grow whether we sow seeds of love or seeds of hate. Choose.
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