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Washington, D.C.

chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
edited November 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Hand in hand ignorance runs rampant with power and greed.
This is home of the free?
Crime is done through a shuffled paperwork database.
These fuckers will starve us out and they are.
Corruption was learnt when they were breast fed dollar bills like so many piggybanks.
And now they smear us with their shitty diapers and oil spills.
Bring yourselves to the mirror.
And when you look into your eyes then you will see.
You will see that something empty and black resembles nothing.
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    Hand in hand ignorance runs rampant with power and greed.
    This is home of the free?
    Crime is done through a shuffled paperwork database.
    These fuckers will starve us out and they are.
    Corruption was learnt when they were breast fed dollar bills like so many piggybanks.
    And now they smear us with their shitty diapers and oil spills.
    Bring yourselves to the mirror.
    And when you look into your eyes then you will see.
    You will see that something empty and black resembles nothing.

    War is what most want.
    The rolling gears of hatred's motion with no emotion take this blood and spill it across the land.
    A red sea now from blue clear.
    Occupy, invade, stomp, and crush.
    Bring on your mighty swords of mass destruction.
    Slowly tear us all apart like the way vultures dream.
    Inflate your egos with our exhaling.
    We are all now extinguished and have become exterminated.

    Thank you for allowing us to vote hanging Chads.
    A stolen system.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • yataheyatahe Posts: 168
    Just a visitor, I walked along Washington, D.C. streets at night regreting that i did not make it to the white house that day; the street I had now got lost on was lit in white in glory by the full moon...there it was; the place i had only seen on t.v. and i walked towards it in all its glory and something shuffled on the side of me. I looked over to see two homeless people lying on the bench next to these glorious buildings and I realized how wrong these glorious buildings could be. What is a building if there are people living on the streets? What is a country if there is no doctor to see? In this downward spiral, America please have grace on these. Worried about your taxes; be proud to spread wealth to thee. Your savior does not judge the gays marriage or setting free unwanted souls-babies. He cares about taking care of the least of these. Have mercy on me.
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  • chadwickchadwick Posts: 21,157
    bump it fucker.

    today is the day.















    i am scared.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."
    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    I am hope :)
  • catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    i am watching from the outside knowing chnage will come
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • Jeremy1012Jeremy1012 Posts: 7,170
    catefrances wrote:
    i am watching from the outside knowing chnage will come
    "It's been too hard living but I'm afraid to die,
    I don't know what's up there beyond the sky
    It's been a long time coming
    But I know a change is gonna come"
    "I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
  • Bu2Bu2 Posts: 1,693
    I love this post.
    Feels Good Inc.
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