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Tag Archives: Propaganda
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
Let’s Go Read Rumi (Ode to Spring)
Before the vultures dine on another ancient civilization and cities become rubble lets break bread instead of bones lets cleanse our palate and feast on the food of kings and queens, lets walk through smoke screens, and sit on … Continue reading
Posted in america, Chaharshanbe Suri, fear, fire, Hafez, haiku, humanity, ignorance, Iran, life, love, mysticism, Parts Unknown, peace, Persian food, poem, Poetry, propaganda, Rumi, sufism, tanka, travel, Uncategorized, veterans, writing
Tagged Anthony Bourdain, Bahar, Chaharshanbe Suri, chemical weapons, civilization, culture, food, Hafez, haiku, Iran, Iran Iraq War, life, love, Media, mystics, New Year, news, Nowruz, Parts Unknown, Persia, Persian food, Persian rugs, poem, Poetry, Propaganda, Rumi, Spring, springtime, sufism, tanka, tea, Travel, truth, war, war tax resistance
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Over and Over and Over
Battle hymns are still played over and over and over and flag draped boxes still arrive at Dover and its a fraction of the casualties of World War One but it’s still somebody’s daughter and somebody’s son and, though technology has … Continue reading
Posted in Armistice Day, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, Uncategorized, veterans, Veterans Day, war
Tagged Armistice Day, civilians, death, poem, poetry, Propaganda, remembrance day, veterans day, war, writing
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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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Hay For The Royal Horses
The villagers stood around screaming, “The village is burning” and there they were, standing around looking at the fire doing nothing but screaming. “Put this fire out now!!!” they demanded of the King who, far off in the distance was … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, animals, beer, collateral damage, democracy, drunk, Edward Bernays, empire, farm, farming, farms, fear, god, government, greed, history, human rights, humanity, ignorance, life, money, oil, Olive trees, Palestinians, people, poem, Poetry, poverty, propaganda, refugees, short story, taxes, terrorism, travel, truth, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, West Bank, working class, writing
Tagged America, american dream, Bush, Clinton, farmers, farming, fire, horses, human rights, humanity, kings, Obama, poem, poetry, Propaganda, queens, short story, taxes, tradition, Trump, truth, war, war tax resistance, writing
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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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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
Posted in alcohol, america, american dream, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, collateral damage, dancing, death, depression, drugs, earth, empathy, empire, eyes, god, government, greed, human rights, humanity, Iraq, Kaepernick, life, love, murder, music, night, poem, Poetry, poverty, propaganda, racism, religion, Syria, taxes, Uncategorized, violence, war, war tax resistance, writing, Yemen
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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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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Ashes
we fill urns as humanity burns and the world turns while no one learns the lessons of old we kill for visions of gold as divisions unfold like the prophets foretold long written in bold but between the lines the … Continue reading
Them
‘you’re either with us or you’re with them’ as lines get drawn in sand we can’t stand one another forget we’re sisters and brothers sharing mothers and fathers and why bother trying when we can’t see the dying and we’re already … Continue reading
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