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Aug 2017
Have you found a new mythology.
The ones we knew died off.
Hammers, thunder, nails,
Multi-limbed gods of gold,
And phoenixes have turned to ashes on my tongue.
My eyes don't dilate, my throat closes.
Once we were blessed, but now,
John A. is a white supremacist.
Not since Dunkirk and Troy have wars worked miracles.
A Hard Day's Night and Help are formulating a following
Surpassing Jesus (John, Ch. 1. Verse 1).
Look to the Walrus.
John A. MacDonald, first prime minister of Canada and an architect of Residential Schools for Native Canadians. Elementary teachers in Ontario want his name removed from all schools. Really!!
Francie Lynch
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     Pradip Chattopadhyay and Francie Lynch
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