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Tag Archives: freedom
Haiku #1
Chase dreams not money seek knowledge not a degree and you will be free
Free
When white people lose their ignorance and apathy things will change, you’ll see all of our neighbors will be free just like they’re meant to be
Mother Earth
There might or might not be a “God” there might or might not be an afterlife there might or might not be ‘good’ and ‘evil’ there might or might not be a reason that we’re here there might or might … Continue reading
Posted in blood, capitalism, climate change, collateral damage, Dakota Access Pipeline, DAPL, death, democracy, earth, empathy, empire, environment, flowers, god, government, greed, hate, history, hope, human rights, humanity, Jesus, love, money, nature, oil, peace, poem, Poetry, rain, religion, revolution, taxes, trees, truth, Uncategorized, violence, war, water, Yemen
Tagged blood, DAPL, death, flowers, freedom, god, greed, inequality, life, money, oil, Peace, poem, poetry, poverty, religion, revolution, trees, truth, violence, war, wealth
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Napalm Castles
fleeing fire for a frying pan I see a dying man laughing at sinners posing as saints the mirror broke and faint whispers called for fresh paint to hide the truth spitting lies disguised as proof but a … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, capitalism, collateral damage, death, drones, human rights, humanity, Uncategorized
Tagged America, drones, freedom, humanity, poem, poetry, truth, war, writing
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No Fear
The angry Gods have made their choice cut out our tongues removed our voice burned our crops and plagued our land broke our legs cut off our hands gouged out our eyes cut off our ears they’re angry, we still … Continue reading
Daily Memories
so, it’s Memorial Day sales again and I remember when Cub Scout packs would take up the back of the parade and families would struggle to find shade along Main Street in late May with temperatures rising we shuffled our … Continue reading
Posted in 9/11, addiction, Afghanistan, alcohol, america, american dream, anxiety, beer, bigotry, blood, capitalism, collateral damage, death, democracy, dreams, education, Edward Bernays, empire, family, fear, freedom, guilt, hate, hatred, heroes, history, hope, Howard Zinn, human rights, humanity, ignorance, imagine, Iraq, justice, Korea, Liberty, life, love, media, Memorial Day, memories, peace, poem, Poetry, poverty, propaganda, solidarity, suicide, truth, Uncategorized, veterans, veterans for peace, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, whiskey, wine, working class, world war one, world war two, writing, yellow ribbons
Tagged addiction, Afghanistan, America, american dream, anxiety, Beer, bigotry, bread and circuses, CNN, collateral damage, death, democracy, depression, dreams, Edward Bernays, empire, FOX, freedom, humanity, ignorance, iraq, justice, love, Memorial Day, memories, Peace, poem, poetry, poverty, Propaganda, racism, suicide, truth, veterans, Veterans for Peace, Vietnam, war, whiskey, World War One, World War Two
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Patriotic Country Song
Nine-eleven nine-eleven Budweiser and apple pie nine-eleven nine-eleven I think about it and start to cry nine-eleven nine-eleven left old glory tattered and torn nine-eleven nine-eleven just four years after kids were born, kids who fight and die for freedom … Continue reading
Revolution
We kiss the rings of queens and kings as jesters laugh and hangmen sing as peasants toil in the field and taxmen sieze nine-tenths their yield to give the king and queen more jewels… Please question not, these are the … Continue reading
Posted in poem, Poetry, revolution, war
Tagged bread and circuses, capitalism, democracy, Edward Bernays, freedom, poem, poetry, revolution, royalty, war, working class
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Jordan River Blues
I’ve got the Jordan River blues they’ve got me on the news, I’m drowning. Rivers of blood flowing carloads of tourists going wine-tasting and manger praying eating stolen olives we’re black sheep grazing too far out while I’m walking on … Continue reading
Posted in apartheid, Bethlehem, bible, bigotry, blood, collateral damage, death, dreams, Galilee, Gaza, hate, humanity, ignorance, Jesus, palestine, peace, poem, Poetry, racism, truth, violence, war, whiskey, wine
Tagged Apartheid, BDS, Bethlehem, bible, blood, bread and circuses, broken heart, brothers, CNN, collateral damage, death, depression, dreams, empire, family, freedom, Galilee, Gaza, greed, hate, history, humanity, ignorance, Jesus, occupy, palestine, Peace, poem, poetry, racism, suicide, Tiberius, truth, war, whiskey, wine
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