Sometimes I just want to watch,
In dreams, the world burn. Then wake to find this dream reality, Just so I never have to sleep amidst our ongoing inhumane tragedy, Sleeping while our selfishly paved black karma sheep road recycles the lives of slaves we will back to life in droves... I am fixated on this, the silence of... Us, as we willingly neglect to interpret the shores of 3rd dead world children washing up on distant, this sand-castling earth shores! I can barely breath amidst the torture of...
Another day in lieu... Of,
Friday, November 20, 2015
Beached Children II
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