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Connected
I wish I saw the Wallflowers at the Hartford Meadows on the twelfth of September eighteen years ago. I used to love The Wallflowers and my mom bought tickets for my 17th birthday and I waited all summer long and … Continue reading
Posted in 9/11, Afghanistan, america, Iraq, life, occupation, oil, peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, refugees, religion, revenge, taxes, terrorism, Uncategorized, veterans, war, war tax resistance, white privilege, white supremacy, writing, yellow ribbons
Tagged 9/ll, Afghanistan, apathy, connection, death, hatred, human rights, humanity, ignorance, iraq, life, New York, Peace, poem, Poetry, religion, revenge, so it goes, time, war
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Manifesto, A Poem
Some people believe so strongly in the ideologies they were either raised with, or found in some other way but they believe so strongly that they’re willing to lay down their life for their ideology even if they can start to … Continue reading
Posted in america, I Can't Breathe, ICE, Iraq, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, refugees, Trump, Uncategorized, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, white privilege, white supremacy, writing
Tagged America, poem, Poetry, Trump, war, white supremacy
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In My Dream: An Ode to Dr. King
(Maybe April 4th isn’t Martin Luther King, Jr. Day but it’s the day that in 1967 he most vocally spoke out against the war in Vietnam and the day that in 1968 he was assassinated. My poem includes the majority of his … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, Black Lives Matter, civil rights, collateral damage, dreams, empathy, human rights, humanity, MLK, peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, racism, refugees, taxes, Uncategorized, veterans, veterans for peace, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged Afghanistan, Beyond Vietnam, bigotry, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, civil rights, Dr. King, fear, hatred, human rights, iraq, MLK, Peace, poverty, racism, silence is betrayal, Vietnam, 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
Eden
We will erase you, all proof that you existed. This is our Eden, our canvas, blank and ready to paint our roots where yours grew. Your eyes might watch us from your prison cells and graves and tears you … Continue reading
Posted in haiku, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, refugees, tanka, Uncategorized, violence, writing
Tagged Bethlehem, christianity, farming, haiku, history, Jesus, justice, olive trees, palestine, Peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, religion, tanka, truth
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Tired and Hungry and Poor
We all came here tired and hungry and poor we spent lifetimes in the factories but dreamed of so much more now the only jobs are in Afghanistan fighting in this endless war and America is tired, and hungry, and poor … Continue reading
Life, Death, & Food
Anthony Bourdain used food as a way of introducing America to people around the world, their history and culture. He let food speak for itself, and importantly, let people speak for themselves. Bourdain’s Hawaii episode was the first time many … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, america, american dream, Anthony Bourdain, capitalism, collateral damage, death, depression, education, empathy, farming, food, Gaza, hawaii, history, human rights, humanity, Iran, Jerusalem, Libya, love, Massachusetts, palestine, Parts Unknown, poverty, refugees, suicide, travel, truth, Uncategorized, violence, war, West Bank, writing
Tagged Anthony Bourdain, death, empathy, food, Gaza, hawaii, Iran, life, palestine, Parts Unknown, suicide, Travel, truth, writing
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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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