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Category Archives: death
Bulletproof Backpacks
Bulletproof backpacks on sale now at Office Max because your taxes do absolutely nothing to keep your kids safe. Buy one and if someone brings a gun to your kids high school at least they’ll look cool as they’re laying … Continue reading
Posted in america, capitalism, collateral damage, death, guns, haiku, mass shootings, NRA, poem, Poetry, tanka, trauma, Uncategorized, violence
Tagged America, backpacks, capitalism, gun violence, guns, haiku, mass shootings, NRA, poem, Poetry, school shootings, tanka, violence
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Say My Name
Definitely watch the entire thing but minute 13:45 is the start of her song “Say My Name” her tribute to Sandra Bland, killed 4 years ago today by the police.
Posted in Black Lives Matter, death, music, sandra bland, Uncategorized
Tagged death, life, Mumu Fresh, music, NPR, sandra bland, Say My Name
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The Ignorant American: Professional Courtesy to the GEO Group
(Music by Toby Keith) American girls and American guys will always look the other way when black and brown folks die or when they see a baby crying in the hands of the feds left to sleep on the cold … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, child abuse, collateral damage, death, democracy, ICE, ignorance, Iraq, music, poem, Poetry, taxes, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, white privilege
Tagged capitalism, country music, GEO group, ICE, immigration, lyrics, music, poem, Poetry, refugees, refugees welcome, Song, Wall Street
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I Drove A Car Last Night
*WARNING*GRAPHIC CONTENT* (This poem is about cruelty to animals. This is sadly a true story. The police are not providing animal control services, though they get county funding to do so. There is a small understaffed & underfunded nonprofit clinic … Continue reading
Posted in abuse, animal abuse, animals, aspca, death, dogs, Germany, god, guns, hate, hatred, human rights, humane society, humanity, life, loss, love, Nonviolence, oil, peace, people, pets, poem, Poetry, police, police brutality, poverty, ptsd, sustainability, taxes, trauma, trees, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged anger, animal cruelty, animal rights, animals, aspca, dogs, drugs, euthanasia, hawaii, human rights, humane society, humanity, inhumanity, Nonviolence, pets are family, poem, Poetry, police, police brutality, ptsd, rage, rescue animals, trauma, violence, war
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Life Raft
As you were drowning I sat down and prayed for you unaware that I was sitting on your life raft
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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The Poppies Are Everywhere
Marx called religion the opium of the masses but we pray to Gods of war and the poppies are everywhere and we pretend to remember (and care) and we feel so much better now and we won’t dare question the … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, Afghanistan, america, apathy, Armistice Day, death, god, government, history, Howard Zinn, humanity, Iraq, opium, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, poppies, reflection, religion, remembrance day, Uncategorized, veterans, Veterans Day, veterans for peace, Vietnam, war, world war one, world war two, writing, WW1, yellow ribbons
Tagged 100 years, addiction, Afghanistan, America, apathy, Armistice Day, death, dope, drones, drugs, Flanders field, god, heroin, iraq, jingoism, militarism, military, nationalism, opium, Oxycontin, pain, Pakistan, poem, poetry, poppies, Propaganda, religion, remembrance day, Somalia, Syria, taxes, terrorism, trauma, Uganda, veterans, veterans day, Veterans for Peace, Vietnam, war, war tax resistance, World War One, World War Two, writing, Yemen
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Life & Death: An Ode To Water
It’s finding a spring just when you’re dying of thirst, hope amidst despair though it’s a false hope just as you’re quenching your thirst you taste the poison you lay by the spring hoping for an antidote, … Continue reading
Posted in Dakota Access Pipeline, death, haiku, idle no more, life, oil, poem, Poetry, Standing Rock, sustainability, Uncategorized, water
Tagged capitalism, Dakota Access Pipeline, death, greed, haiku, life, oil, poem, poetry, Standing Rock, water, Water is Life
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We Are Teeth
People are born and people die and these are just the facts of nature and life. Societies are born and societies die and these are just the facts of nature and life. Some people die of old age, once their … Continue reading
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