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Tag Archives: oil
Life & Death: An Ode To Water
It’s finding a spring just when you’re dying of thirst, hope amidst despair though it’s a false hope just as you’re quenching your thirst you taste the poison you lay by the spring hoping for an antidote, … Continue reading
Posted in Dakota Access Pipeline, death, haiku, idle no more, life, oil, poem, Poetry, Standing Rock, sustainability, Uncategorized, water
Tagged capitalism, Dakota Access Pipeline, death, greed, haiku, life, oil, poem, poetry, Standing Rock, water, Water is Life
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Bellies Full of Plastic
There is no hope of a better future, stop listening to the optimistic TV newscasters. We are not going to save the world we are nothing more than a cancer making planet earth sick. There is no God, so I … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, capitalism, climate change, collateral damage, death, earth, fear, fire, Gaza, god, greed, hate, hell, Hiroshima, Howard Zinn, human rights, humanity, Iraq, life, love, Nagasaki, oceans, oil, peace, people, poem, Poetry, religion, taxes, terrorism, time, trash, Uncategorized, universe, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, water, writing, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, Bush, capitalism, death, environment, garbage, Gaza, greed, Hiroshima, iraq, life, money, Nagasaki, Obama, oceans, oil, Peace, plastic, poem, poetry, poison, pollution, rivers, Saudi Arabia, trash, Trump, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, WW2, Yemen
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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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Addicted
I am addicted to something that I know is slowly killing my soul. I want to stop -cold turkey- I want to free myself from these chains but society trains us to rely on this drug to crave this drug … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, climate, climate change, oil, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged addiction, climate, climate change, oil, poem, poetry
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Cut My Mic
The cat’s in the cradle and the bullet wound is fatal and this soup needs a ladle get your feet off of the table stop dancing around take this pill and go to town and don’t let them get you … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, capitalism, death, democracy, dreams, fear, fire, free speech, human rights, humanity, justice, music, peace, poem, Poetry, stars, suicide, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged Afghanistan, America, american dream, collateral damage, death, democracy, dreams, empire, facebook, humanity, iraq, love, oil, Peace, poem, poetry, rain, suicide, truth, war, writing
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God save the queen
An explosion cracks the hourglass, time drains from Babylon. crude oil mixed with blood spills into the Gulf. BP has gone green but Poseidon hasn’t noticed.
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Tagged babylon, BP, british, empire, gulf, ocean, oil, poetry, royals, washington d.c.
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