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Tag Archives: poverty
Medicine Not Bombs
They say we are at war but if this were a war we have left our soldiers without bullets and combat boots if this were a war we have left our airmen without bombs and jet fuel if this were … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, covid19, human rights, humanity, Iraq, life, MLK, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, taxes, Trump, Uncategorized, veterans for peace, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged America, Bush, capitalism, covid19, death, disaster capitalism, farmers for peace, greed, health care, life, medicine, medicine not bombs, Obama, Peace, poem, Poetry, poverty, science, Trump, Veterans for Peace, Wall Street, war, war is a racket, war tax resistance, writing
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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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Well Fed
We remain well fed while they are starving and we’re carving up what’s left of their land
It’s a Privilege
Our grandfather was a roofer and he spent his whole life busting his ass to provide for his working class children and then his working class grandchildren and then, when he was 68 years old he was repairing a chimney … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, alcohol, america, american dream, Black Lives Matter, civil rights, death, family, government, grandfather, Howard Zinn, human rights, humanity, MLK, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, poverty, racism, Uncategorized
Tagged addiction, alcohol, America, Bob Marley, death, drugs, hatred, life, poem, Poetry, poverty, racism, tax resistance, war, white privilege, working class
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Vicious Game: #RonovanWrites #weekly #haiku #poetry prompt #challenge #225 Strike & Hunger
One, two, three, you’re out of food, painful hunger strikes life’s a vicious game. haiku challenge from: RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #225 Strike&Hunger
Posted in capitalism, climate change, famine, greed, haiku, hunger, poem, Poetry, poverty, Uncategorized
Tagged famine, haiku, hunger, life, poem, poetry, poverty
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As The Rich Cast Lots For Our Souls
A lot of Americans are unhappy and unhealthy simply because there is no profit in happiness or in health a few people accumulate massive wealth from just the opposite nor does sobriety fit into the profit motive there is only … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, america, american dream, anxiety, depression, poem, Poetry, poverty, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance
Tagged addiction, american dream, anxiety, capitalism, depression, drugs, greed, healing, Peace, poem, poetry, poverty, war
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March For Women
The President isn’t the disease he is but a symptom. The disease is not new, it is not worse now than it was a couple of years ago or a couple of decades ago or a couple of centuries ago. … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, american dream, bigotry, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, collateral damage, death, democracy, drones, empathy, fear, government, hatred, history, Howard Zinn, human rights, Iran, Iraq, IRS, Israel, Kaepernick, money, murder, palestine, Palestinians, poem, Poetry, police, police brutality, poverty, racism, refugees, sexism, slavery, Syria, taxes, Trump, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, white privilege, women's march, womens rights, writing, Yemen
Tagged Afghanistan, America, capitalism, Genocide, greed, howard zinn, human rights, iraq, palestine, poem, poetry, poverty, slavery, sports, taxes, Trump, war, war tax resistance, women, women's march, womens rights
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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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The Eyes Have It
The eyes of the prophets are crossed and the line is dotted signs are spotted in the crowd remove the shroud it’s too loud to think swim, don’t sink but crossed eyes blink Morse code teaching us to curse the winding … Continue reading
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Tagged alcohol, America, american dream, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, dancing, drugs, earth, empire, eyes, football, god, government, greed, human rights, humanity, Kaepernick, life, mother earth, music, nature, Peace, poem, poetry, poverty, Propaganda, religion, Rome, seasons, taxes, truth, violence, war, writing
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September Tears
Forget about Afghanistan just keep your heads in the sand, and pay no mind to Iraq and only care about white, not black and only care about white, not brown look away as cops shoot ’em all down and as … Continue reading
Posted in 9/11, Afghanistan, america, american dream, Black Lives Matter, collateral damage, Iraq, Kaepernick, poem, Poetry, poverty, taxes, Uncategorized, violence, war
Tagged 9/11, Afghanistan, american dream, Black Lives Matter, iraq, poem, poetry, poverty, violence, war
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