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I think I've seen it all: ****** turbans, Mosques riddled With bullet holes, Bus stop bomb shelters, Bad aim. I've been out of the loop Recently—haven't Had the time to Stop and smell the Newsprint on The coffee table but, I see pictures. Paper maché Leg casts, Wine-stained Hello Kitty bandages, Slit wrists, And a ground out cigar. Lonely engines, Browning fires, And balsa wood. Gas masks, A judge's gavel And traveller's checks. House of cards, Plane ticket, Ukrainian flag. Smoke bombs, Sandpaper flares... Rocket ships filled With bags of sand. And cups of coffee: Wake up.
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Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 4:42 AM UTC
A political poem
I think I've seen it all: ****** turbans, Mosques riddled With bullet holes, Bus stop bomb shelters, Bad aim. I've been out of the loop Recently—haven't Had the time to Stop and smell the Newsprint on The coffee table but, I see pictures. Paper maché Leg casts, Wine-stained Hello Kitty bandages, Slit wrists, And a ground out cigar. Lonely engines, Browning fires, And balsa wood. Gas masks, A judge's gavel And traveller's checks. House of cards, Plane ticket, Ukrainian flag. Smoke bombs, Sandpaper flares... Rocket ships filled With bags of sand. And cups of coffee: Wake up.
jedd-ong
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Jul 21, 2014
Jul 21, 2014 at 4:42 AM UTC
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