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Category Archives: WW1
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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Will You Lay Wreath For Them?
Eighty-three years before 2001 was 1918 seventeen years after 2001 is 2018 and it’s now been 100 years since the armistice 100 years since there was peace between nations 100 years since the war to end all wars ended 100 … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, Armistice Day, collateral damage, Iraq, peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, Uncategorized, veterans, Veterans Day, war, war tax resistance, world war one, writing, WW1
Tagged Afghanistan, Armistice Day, civilians, collateral damage, iraq, poem, poetry, poetry for peace, veterans, veterans day, war, World War One, WW1
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Johnny’s All Done Marching
Written Memorial Day Weekend 2014 (With a few lines from the patriotic WW1 song “Over There” written by George M. Cohan in April 1917. Americans believed at that time that the war would be short and the song reflected … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, collateral damage, Iraq, Memorial Day, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, veterans, war, WW1
Tagged Afghanistan, death, iraq, Johnny Got His Gun, Memorial Day, music, poem, poetry, suicide, veterans, war, World War One
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November 11th: Armistice Day
According to Merriam-Webster, an armistice is a “temporary stopping of open acts of warfare by agreement between the opponents :truce” An armistice is an agreement to establish peace. Armistice Day was first celebrated on November 11th 1919, marking the … Continue reading
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Tagged Armistice Day, Peace, veterans day, war
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Johnny’s All Done Marching
(With a few lines from the patriotic WW1 song “Over There” written by George M. Cohan in April 1917. Americans believed at that time that the war would be short and the song reflected that expectation) Johnny’s out of luck … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, Afghanistan, america, american dream, beer, broken heart, collateral damage, death, dreams, Iraq, poem, Poetry, suicide, war, whiskey, working class, WW1
Tagged addiction, Afghanistan, America, american dream, Beer, broken heart, collateral damage, death, democracy, dreams, iraq, poem, poetry, suicide, war, whiskey, WW1
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