Category: battle

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Poof* Take MY water

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absent without leave

who can sleep

through the raging silence

of all our canceled parties

Tags #2020, #incompetentpresident, #pandemic, #plaguepresident, #protests, #villainny, civil rights, Corruption, death, failure, Society

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Maslow’s Fire Sale

don’t you worry, working poor

the richest people

will always have access

food

clothing

shelter

sex

god’s offering plate

drugs to feel good

meaningless trophies

abortions too

so go on fighting

about the right

to wear a gun

but not a face mask

in your red Trump hat

and Walmart shoes

Tags Abraham Maslow, Dictatorships, Divisive Politics, Sheep, Tyranny

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of thee I sing

the true measure

of a civilized society

are the rumors

told by its ghosts

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Liturgy of the Hours

every night you were away

i sought you out

through blackberry bramble ether

from weeping constellations above dixmyth avenue

to jessamine county barns filled with horse hay

perpetually wrapping blue ribbon around my finger

whispering vespers

my plea to the particles of the universe

to hold you together

to bring you back from oblivion

as you had done for me

you are my chosen family

inextricably part

of my thunderous heart

to which you will always hold the latchkey

Tags Belief, biology, Cincinnati, family, friendship, infinity, Kentucky, love, Magic, miracles, poetry, redemption, Revolution, rituals

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war

Post author By aayoung
Post date September 7, 2016
1 Comment on war

if mothers’ tears
could build palaces
the whole of humanity
would live as kings

Tags love, poetry, War

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dad’s gonna be pissed

my generation had no great war

until the towers fell

and the government invented one

then we were told

it’s not our fight

beyond the departures gate

at the airport

our struggle is removing our shoes

and grabby TSA agents

we never grew a victory garden

we never salvaged all our metal to make bullets

or watched the soldierly Vietnam death toll

march across the bottom of our television screens

we were raised by Atari systems, Pop Rocks, Sweet Valley High books,

and Bob Barker’s skinny microphone

so forgive me, my fellow

generationally x’d out americans

if i don’t give a shit

about your opinions on the upcoming election

Tags age, jouralism, nationalism, poetry, Terrorism, War

battle fiction poetry

bloody sword

hearts unfurled

he was

my Agincourt

Tags England, Henry V, history, love, War

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