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Apr 26
Kin stabbing kin
  brothers — brothers
the same **** green-eyed monsters.

you see on
  "the streets of mamaland."

Teenage fools in military rags
pulling triggers like
they’re flipping a coin.
Cold-blooded terrorist
don’t even flinch.

The body cries for peace
  but peace is a joke
a f~uckin afterthought
  as the fields get covered in their own.

If we ever woke up & said enough
  maybe it’d taste sweet
like the kiss of a woman
  who doesn’t need a thing from you.

But no.
No
  We’re too busy killing ourselves
reminders of historical Civil wars
  and everyone else in the process
Still .........
Written by
Sunamin Tamang  17/M/Nepal
(17/M/Nepal)   
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     Tonika and Nolan Bucsis
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