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Category Archives: Vietnam
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
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Nonviolent Resistance
They taught us that the only way to nonviolently resist is to compliantly persist , to exist in silence and burn candles while they burn villages, to wave banners while they waive human rights. DO NOT BOYCOTT DO NOT DIVEST … Continue reading
Posted in Civil Disobedience, Howard Zinn, MLK, Nonviolence, Nonviolent resistance, poem, Poetry, solidarity, taxes, Uncategorized, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance
Tagged Civil Disobedience, Jesus, mlj, Nonviolence, Nonviolent resistance, poem, Poetry, taxes, war, war tax resistance
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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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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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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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FIRE
Smoke signals have been rising Hiroshima for some time now. Nagasaki We ignore the smoke Korea but there it is Guatemala as plain as day Laos but we relax Vietnam when we hear … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, capitalism, empire, Ferguson, Gaza, humanity, Iraq, poem, Poetry, slavery, Standing Rock, Syria, taxes, Uncategorized, Vietnam, war, war tax resistance, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, El Salvador, empire, Gaza, iraq, Libya, poem, poetry, Syria, war, war tax resistance, Yemen
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Remembering Dr. King 50 Years Later
“A nation that continues year after year to spend more money on military defense than on programs of social uplift is approaching spiritual death” On April 4th, 1967, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. publicly spoke out against the war in … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, Black Lives Matter, civil rights, collateral damage, history, human rights, Iraq, IRS, Jesus, slavery, Standing Rock, Syria, taxes, Uncategorized, Vietnam, war, war tax resistance, Yemen
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And Still, We Wonder
A lot of people are angry at Trump. I’m not. I honestly have no feelings whatsoever regarding the man. America is an empire with vicious foreign policy and the Donald is but one of many Caesars to rule. There were … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, capitalism, collateral damage, death, empire, Iraq, poem, Poetry, propaganda, Syria, taxes, Uncategorized, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, writing, Yemen
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