What judged then, judges now
nothing changes, always the same hate
is death something to be feared or embraced ?
something inside me died today as I watched the men collapse
and fall to their faces prostrated before they were shot from behind
bodies jumping in the dirt in some repulsive squirt
away from the earth now lying still
no movement again I read about the world
and I want to kill "stop loss"
drilling in the waste: Tritium in Vermont
again today the world has touched my psyche
why does it feel like rape? Just reading the news
sooner or later I'm infected with hate, and I start to die.
I wana get high before I turn into the enemy and believe
that I know what is right. And which ones first to sacrifice
to the elders & the spirits of the earth the spirits of all the children gone to waste
weve hung, on a bullet or a brain or a needle stuck in a vein
greed or another sick idea into the heart that it's ok to prosper while another dies
that this is not all one life and that heaven hell is not later, but here; now.
and I refuse to believe that's its really ok, that this is from another perspective
its all just a big game. While the bodies rot and the oil burns I so love to gavotte
Because then I'd have no excuse but to enjoy it all right now
forgetting whose right or wrong just loving this time and place
the occasion of my mothers birth, her mothers disdain,
no longer resonates in my heart. to clean up a mess
that she did not see her own part in.
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