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Category Archives: alcohol
It’s a Privilege
Our grandfather was a roofer and he spent his whole life busting his ass to provide for his working class children and then his working class grandchildren and then, when he was 68 years old he was repairing a chimney … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, alcohol, america, american dream, Black Lives Matter, civil rights, death, family, government, grandfather, Howard Zinn, human rights, humanity, MLK, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, poverty, racism, Uncategorized
Tagged addiction, alcohol, America, Bob Marley, death, drugs, hatred, life, poem, Poetry, poverty, racism, tax resistance, war, white privilege, working class
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My Father Is Like America
He tried, is what I tell myself. He was dealt a shitty hand in life, he had a horrible, deadbeat father and a crazy mother and he had the best of intentions, and he wanted to run away from his … Continue reading
Posted in alcohol, america, american dream, capitalism, child abuse, collateral damage, dreams, family, father's day, government, greed, human rights, Iraq, money, Occupy, poem, Poetry, taxes, Trump, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, working class, Yemen
Tagged alcohol, alcoholism, America, american dream, capitalism, domestic violence, father's day, greed, money, poem, poetry, violence, war, working class
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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
Posted in alcohol, america, american dream, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, collateral damage, dancing, death, depression, drugs, earth, empathy, empire, eyes, god, government, greed, human rights, humanity, Iraq, Kaepernick, life, love, murder, music, night, poem, Poetry, poverty, propaganda, racism, religion, Syria, taxes, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, writing, Yemen
Tagged alcohol, America, american dream, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, dancing, drugs, earth, empire, eyes, football, god, government, greed, human rights, humanity, Kaepernick, life, mother earth, music, nature, Peace, poem, poetry, poverty, Propaganda, religion, Rome, seasons, taxes, truth, violence, war, writing
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Road Trip
Billboard after billboard too many to count mile after mile road after road state after state buy this car buy this whiskey buy this beer call this lawyer when you get pulled over for driving this car after drinking this … Continue reading
Posted in Advertising, alcohol, america, american dream, beer, coffee, driving, money, poem, Poetry, recruiting, religion, Uncategorized, war
Tagged Advertising, alcohol, America, american dream, billboards, driving, military, poem, poetry, recruiting, road trips
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Olive Tree
daylight fading into evening shade tree branches swaying old record played on repeat no street lights here nothing to fear but aching feet and tired eyes havent cried in too long the records skipping mid-song just as I started singing … Continue reading
Posted in alcohol, american dream, anxiety, collateral damage, depression, farming, fear, hawaii, human rights, life, memories, Olive trees, peace, poem, Poetry, rain, suicide, time, Uncategorized, Veterans Day, war, writing
Tagged alcohol, american dream, anxiety, chickens, cows, death, depression, farming, life, news, olive trees, Peace, pigs, poem, poetry, politics, suicide, truth, war, writing
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Cover Cross
The years have flown by, the ink has long dried but I lost God somewhere in the sand this cross I still bear so my story I share and here on my own I now stand I am not bragging … Continue reading
Posted in alcohol, america, bible, church, death, god, hell, imagine, Iraq, Jesus, life, peace, poem, Poetry, religion, Tattoos, truth, Uncategorized, war, writing
Tagged America, american dream, bread and circuses, Christ, christianity, church, collateral damage, death, empire, faith, god, iraq, Peace, poem, poetry, Propaganda, religion, Tattoos, truth, war, writing
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stand-up guy
no one thinks I’m funny and I’m running out of money telling jokes in this dive and I can’t take 9-to-5 only 5 people in here drinking fifty cent draught beer and no one laughs or cheers just shoot shit … Continue reading
Autumn
autumn was ours the rest they can take like summertime at the lake and winter, warm near the fireplace and spring… but before all the leaves fell and it all went to hell we had autumn but its fading now … Continue reading
coffee, chocolate & ice cream
coffee, chocolate & ice cream replaced cocaine, liquor and nicotine I won’t pass that way again I don’t need those kinds of friends now I’ve got 3 dogs that I walk each day they’re my goddesses, it’s how I … Continue reading
Posted in alcohol, blues, capitalism, chocolate, church, coffee, collateral damage, death, democracy, depression, dogs, dreams, empire, farm, farming, farms, god, happiness, hawaii, healing, hope, human rights, humanity, life, love, nature, poem, Poetry, rain, religion, stars, suicide, taxes, tears, time, truth, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged America, american dream, Beer, coffee, collateral damage, death, democracy, dogs, dreams, empire, farming, happiness, hawaii, iraq, life, love, music, Peace, poem, poetry, suicide, violence, war, war tax resistance, whiskey, writing
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Daily Memories
so, it’s Memorial Day sales again and I remember when Cub Scout packs would take up the back of the parade and families would struggle to find shade along Main Street in late May with temperatures rising we shuffled our … Continue reading
Posted in 9/11, addiction, Afghanistan, alcohol, america, american dream, anxiety, beer, bigotry, blood, capitalism, collateral damage, death, democracy, dreams, education, Edward Bernays, empire, family, fear, freedom, guilt, hate, hatred, heroes, history, hope, Howard Zinn, human rights, humanity, ignorance, imagine, Iraq, justice, Korea, Liberty, life, love, media, Memorial Day, memories, peace, poem, Poetry, poverty, propaganda, solidarity, suicide, truth, Uncategorized, veterans, veterans for peace, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, whiskey, wine, working class, world war one, world war two, writing, yellow ribbons
Tagged addiction, Afghanistan, America, american dream, anxiety, Beer, bigotry, bread and circuses, CNN, collateral damage, death, democracy, depression, dreams, Edward Bernays, empire, FOX, freedom, humanity, ignorance, iraq, justice, love, Memorial Day, memories, Peace, poem, poetry, poverty, Propaganda, racism, suicide, truth, veterans, Veterans for Peace, Vietnam, war, whiskey, World War One, World War Two
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