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Category Archives: violence
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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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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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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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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Haiku For Mossadegh
Get your hand out of your piggy bank or we’ll crush you with your own tank
Posted in haiku, Iran, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance
Tagged haiku, Iran, Peace, poem, Poetry, war
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Stopped
Some people are mad that New York traffic was stopped today do they realize that Eric Garner isn’t alive because the police STOPPED HIM FROM BREATHING…?
Protecting Mosques
Using American tax dollars to provide security to protect mosques in America will not be nearly as effective at protecting mosques as not using American tax dollars to provide bombs to blow up mosques around the world would be.
Posted in haiku, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, religion, tanka, terrorism, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance
Tagged bigotry, connecticut, haiku, hatred, islam, mosques, new haven, poem, Poetry, religion, tanka, terrorism, violence, 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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If you remain silent
If you remain silent you will hear the sound of the farmer’s heart breaking beneath the weight of the bulldozer if you remain silent you will hear the sound of olive branches breaking beneath the weight of the occupation … Continue reading
Posted in haiku, Olive trees, Palestinians, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, tanka, Uncategorized, violence, West Bank
Tagged farming, Gaza, haiku, olive oil, olive trees, olives, palestine, Palestinians, Peace, poem, Poetry, tanka, violence, West Bank
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