Give yourself a haircut.
Cut off locks that represents peace
As a practice in discipline.
Do your best to maintain.
Poetry, prose and thoughts on sex and sexuality. And other stuff…..
Give yourself a haircut.
Cut off locks that represents peace
As a practice in discipline.
Do your best to maintain.
A billion
electronic eyes
lookin’ down upon
billions of people….
No loaves of bread
will never again be stolen,
Water regulated by the
highest dollar.
Low lying lands
drowned
by swellin’
oceans of
plastic.
But who
owns
Who?
I served two in the Iraqi War,
A decorated veteran
I won a Senate seat
Then two turns as President….
(I only made it to Wisconsin….)
I like the majority of the poor
make a living wage,
afford decent housing
never threatened
with homelessness….
I am free.
Are you a good Christian?
A you properly yoked,
a peaceful beast of burden?
Then congratulations,
You don’t get to go to heaven.
There’s a thirteen year old,
bleeding from her innards,
with a
coat hanger.
Women are not really human,
they’re cattle cattle:
cows bare in the
kitchen and
the bull gets
shittied on
On Wall Street.
Slavery is OK….
And hell is still hell….