Tag Archives: Veterans for Peace

Medicine Not Bombs

Posted on March 25, 2020 by soitgoes1984

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 →

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The Poppies Are Everywhere

Posted on November 12, 2018 by soitgoes1984

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 →

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Standing By The Ruins

Posted on October 26, 2018 by soitgoes1984

Let them hold the pen and write their own destiny rewrite all our wrongs write away the suffering write verses about springtime   instead of winter, write verses about laughing instead of crying, dancing instead of dying let them write … Continue reading →

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The Heart Of Babylon

Posted on July 24, 2016 by soitgoes1984

You say we fight for freedom even though you know its a lie our duffel bags are packed and we’re heading to Iraq and theres a good chance that we’re going to die. We took off from Atlanta touched down in Germany after three days in Kuwait … Continue reading →

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Racket: Ode to Smedley Butler

Posted on May 26, 2016 by soitgoes1984

Melt these medals down make a chalice drown sorrows wasting borrowed time throw in towels finish lines salt and lime bury hatchets end this racket can’t handle shit on shingles ready to swing low band of angels went home so no one … Continue reading →

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Daily Memories

Posted on May 25, 2016 by soitgoes1984

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 →

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We’ll call em’ French Fries again

Posted on June 23, 2015 by soitgoes1984

Cartoon drawings of profits splattered with blood draining from the wrists of artists pushing the limits tempting the reality of a world we’ve created since the crusades fought now by Muslim police officers dying in the streets to protect a country that sees no difference sees the same faces … Continue reading →

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Génération Perdue

Posted on June 14, 2015 by soitgoes1984

We are a generation lost amidst the rubble of the                            world we                               … Continue reading →

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Salty Tears

Posted on March 9, 2015 by soitgoes1984

1/17/2015 I have yet to find a bridge and I’ve struggled to pick a poison I’ve only been able to pull the trigger on one-way tickets to the middle of the Pacific where the suicidal thoughts wash away with each … Continue reading →

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Thoughts on Armistice (Veterans) Day

Posted on November 12, 2014 by soitgoes1984

The 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month… Armistice Day, the end of “the war to end all wars”…peace between nations… it went on to become, not a day to commemorate the armistice, but to ‘honor veterans … Continue reading →

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