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Tag Archives: fear
2nd Hand
Are you ready to let go of those 3rd, and 4th, and 5th hand fairy-tales, are you ready to set sail in your own ship, ready to grab hold of the pen and make it the trip that you want to … Continue reading
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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Farmers for Peace
When we’re growing food we’re liberating ourselves from want, from need, from greed, from seeds of fear and we’re setting the dove free to soar with olive branches away from perpetual war, away from hate away from the fate scripted … Continue reading
Posted in doves, farm, farmers, farming, farms, haiku, human rights, humanity, peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, tanka, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance
Tagged Afghanistan, capitalism, doves, farm, farmers for peace, farming, fear, food sovereignty, greed, haiku, hate, iraq, love, Peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, sharing, sustainability, tanka, technology, war
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Guns Aren’t The Problem…
I grew up in a family of hunters. My grandfather killed an incredible number of deer during his lifetime, and he never needed more than a shot gun. He often used a bow. If I ever hunt again, it will … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, collateral damage, education, empathy, empire, fear, guns, Iraq, Jesus, life, MLK, racism, recruiting, revenge, russia, school shootings, slavery, Syria, terrorism, Trump, Uncategorized, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged America, death, fear, florida, guns, hate, health care, hunting, Jesus, life, love, MLK, NRA, revenge, school shootings, taxes, Trump, violence, war
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Others Like Them
America is a nation of ticking time bombs people feeling dejected and rejected people feeling disconnected and cut off from friends and families people feeling shit on by society people feeling alone and forsaken people who have taken psychotropic drugs … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, capitalism, collateral damage, death, fear, guns, history, Iraq, NRA, poem, Poetry, school shootings, Syria, taxes, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, Yemen
Tagged America, american dream, fear, guns, health care, NRA, poem, poetry, school shootings, violence
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Seventeen
I was seventeen, once and now, this year we will mark seventeen years since we all succumbed to fear letting our imaginations be manipulated and we began to think we were hated by peasants we’d never met in places we’d … Continue reading
Posted in 9/11, Afghanistan, america, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance
Tagged 2001, 9/11, Afghanistan, America, fear, poem, poetry, time, war, war tax resistance
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THIS IS NOT A DRILL
EMERGENCY ALERT BALLISTIC MISSILE THREAT INBOUND TO HAWAII. SEEK IMMEDIATE SHELTER. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. That is the message that I would have received this past Saturday at just past 8 o’clock in the morning if I had a … Continue reading
Posted in america, farm, farming, hawaii, North Korea, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged americs, death, emergency alert, farming, fear, gardening, hawaii, Hiroshima, Japan, Molokai, Nagasaki, North Korea, nuclear weapons, Oahu, poem, poetry, war
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Speculation
The news stations hovered around the front lawn of the White House. Even the days sporting events were interrupted as every tv station showed footage of a lone wolf laying motionless on the lawn. The likely intended target, the president, … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, collateral damage, Gaza, human rights, Iran, Iraq, Olive trees, palestine, Palestinians, peace, propaganda, short story, Syria, taxes, terrorism, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, West Bank, writing, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, fear, Gaza, hope, Iran, iraq, ISIS, Libya, love, Media, news, North Korea, palestine, Peace, Propaganda, russia, short story, Somalia, Syria, terrorism, Trump, truth, tv, war, West Bank, writing, Yemen
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Window
from our room through its window we see only darkness which we were taught to fear so, afraid we sit quietly waiting and in our waiting the darkness speaks to us and we are no longer afraid as the darkness … Continue reading
But Who…?
I. But who is to blame? The government. But who is to blame? The politicians. But who is to blame? The military. But who is to blame? The police. But who is to blame? Wall Street. But who is to … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, civil rights, collateral damage, death, democracy, education, Edward Bernays, empire, government, greed, history, human rights, humanity, ignorance, Iraq, life, oil, poem, Poetry, police, politics, poverty, propaganda, racism, Saudi Arabia, taxes, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged America, environment, fear, government, humanity, military, news, poem, poetry, police, politics, Propaganda, war, writing
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