Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Another Single Digit Night of Poetic Power


Weakness to follow what wisdom recommends, tonight as the world's over children cry I stand defying my reality...I pray,Not to justify belief in a god who leaves impoverished tiny civilians to sleep under black body bags tied up forever asleep in 3rd world ditches, My blind greed was murder, Now my eyes burn with thoughts of burning down all unmendable economic bridges, Reform for equality amongst humanity not markets.



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