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Dec 2015
we forge swordsΒ Β aside the dead we slay
charge the atmosphere deadly with gas of yesterday
forage on decay
We look heavenward blindly devoted to bigotry
we police with too soon deadly force
cut nature into Wall Street pavement
pay billionaires as we slap their mischeviousness
on their gold and diamond encrusted wrists,
the earth whorls madly onto the nightly news
scene.
wordvango
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