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Category Archives: greed
Vicious Game: #RonovanWrites #weekly #haiku #poetry prompt #challenge #225 Strike & Hunger
One, two, three, you’re out of food, painful hunger strikes life’s a vicious game. haiku challenge from: RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #225 Strike&Hunger
Posted in capitalism, climate change, famine, greed, haiku, hunger, poem, Poetry, poverty, Uncategorized
Tagged famine, haiku, hunger, life, poem, poetry, poverty
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Famine
The harvest rots in fertile fields as famine spreads but speculators have no time to mourn the dead
Posted in capitalism, death, famine, farming, greed, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged capitalism, death, famine, farming, greed, poem, poetry
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Uncle Sam’s Muslim Ban
We want to ban Muslims from coming to America because it is a lot more socially acceptable for Uncle Sam to kill them when they are in their own countries rather than here in America unless, of course, they are … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, apathy, bigotry, Black Lives Matter, civil rights, collateral damage, cops, death, democracy, drones, empathy, empire, greed, human rights, Iraq, justice, Muslim Ban, Muslims, New York, poem, Poetry, police brutality, refugees, slavery, Syria, taxes, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, american dream, bigotry, Black Lives Matter, ignorance, iraq, Muslim Ban, palestine, poem, poetry, slavery, Syria, taxes, Trump, war, war tax resistance
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Hay For The Royal Horses
The villagers stood around screaming, “The village is burning” and there they were, standing around looking at the fire doing nothing but screaming. “Put this fire out now!!!” they demanded of the King who, far off in the distance was … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, animals, beer, collateral damage, democracy, drunk, Edward Bernays, empire, farm, farming, farms, fear, god, government, greed, history, human rights, humanity, ignorance, life, money, oil, Olive trees, Palestinians, people, poem, Poetry, poverty, propaganda, refugees, short story, taxes, terrorism, travel, truth, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, West Bank, working class, writing
Tagged America, american dream, Bush, Clinton, farmers, farming, fire, horses, human rights, humanity, kings, Obama, poem, poetry, Propaganda, queens, short story, taxes, tradition, Trump, truth, war, war tax resistance, writing
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When Pigs Cry
The pigs have begun to cry now at the sight of the lambs being devoured by the predators but what about the sheep what about the cows what about all those goats and the horses the cats and the dogs … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, farm, farming, Gaza, greed, history, horses, human rights, Iraq, poem, Poetry, poverty, racism, refugees, refugees welcome, Sheep, solidarity, Syria, Uncategorized, Vietnam, violence, war, white privilege
Tagged alpacas, America, american dream, Border Patrol, cages, chickens, ducks, farm, farming, geese, goats, hiorses, ICE, lambs, llamas, Mexico, pigs, poem, poetry, refugees, Sheep, taxes, Texas, violence, war, white privilege
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We Are Like Chickens
As the chickens feast they cry not for those they consume
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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Stand
Trying to stand with the oppressed I still find myself standing on top of them and I can no longer stand to be around anyone I can no longer stand anyone, even myself I stand here utterly disgusted with humanity … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, collateral damage, Dakota Access Pipeline, death, democracy, empire, ethnic cleansing, Gaza, government, greed, poem, Poetry, refugees, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance
Tagged America, Genocide, Kaepernick, NFL, poem, poetry, refugees, slavery, war
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And She Cried
There is an old woman whose husband had died and she cried and she cried and she cried and she cried and then this old woman’s children all died and she cried and she cried and she cried and … Continue reading
Posted in collateral damage, empathy, forgiveness, greed, humanity, life, love, poem, Poetry, revenge, revolution, storms, taxes, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged death, greed, life, Peace, poem, poetry, rain, taxes, tears, war, war tax resistance
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