Category Archives: people

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

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Pockets Full Of Coins

I had a dream last night and in the dream, I woke up   and I didn’t know where I was.   There was nothing leading up to it, I just woke up in a strange place.   Before too … Continue reading

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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

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Bellies Full of Plastic

There is no hope of a better future, stop listening to the optimistic TV newscasters. We are not going to save the world we are nothing more than a cancer making planet earth sick. There is no God, so I … Continue reading

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Ala Moana

Looking down at the street below from this 14th floor hotel window I see the sidewalk where my family sleeps if God is real I hope it weeps for what society has become we don’t see our sister just another … Continue reading

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Real Eyes

My eyes are burning as I’m falling through space galaxies become stars I fall further from grace   and the race has no ending, I begin to realize that these signals they’re sending are just coded lies   and these … Continue reading

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Tomorrow

Tomorrow, the war will end and the bombs will stop falling. They will send young men and young women back home to their families in big cities and farm towns where they’ll melt rifles down to make pickaxes which they’ll … Continue reading

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The Heart Of Babylon

You say we fight for freedom even though you know its a lie our duffel bags are packed and we’re heading to Iraq and theres a good chance that we’re going to die. We took off from Atlanta touched down in Germany after three days in Kuwait … Continue reading

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Salty Tears

1/17/2015 I have yet to find a bridge and I’ve struggled to pick a poison I’ve only been able to pull the trigger on one-way tickets to the middle of the Pacific where the suicidal thoughts wash away with each … Continue reading

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People’s History (an ode to Tom Joad)

The people I know are in it to win the people i know have read Howard Zinn the people I know have sights set on victory the people i know know our people’s history my people are people that fight … Continue reading

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