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"acab" poems
Handcuffed for buying a flower from a roadside vendor. America summed up right there.
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Aug 21, 2023
Aug 21, 2023 at 2:38 PM UTC
ACAB
theres a paper copy of taylor swift stuck on the window, an acab sign in her hands this is the start, there's an uber driver on a bike singing like i don't exist this is the part where im cold here the water overflows and this street understands my journey two strangers talking about music and growing up with AC/DC and the Red Hots, parents' music shaping you up, they understand me too there's leaves falling, the sounds like bricks on the pavement i sit down, back turned to the church i heard there's at least one spider living every two meters im scared of them, like a child's memory never truly leaving, but the rain has calmed down, or calmed me down, which is which i heard that wheather is always partly in the mind i don't resent drops and winds and lightning anymore i made them, right ? i'm strong enough for that if i can create water and angry skies then why do i fear creating anything else.
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Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 2:10 PM UTC
October 19th.
How can we live in a world where black lives don't matter ? A world where police can brutally ****** innocent people and no action will be taken on it. How do people support that ? How can people support the system that has took so many lives just because of their race ?! **** the system, **** the disrespect. we want justice and we want it now !
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Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 11:11 AM UTC
ACAB
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Jun 5, 2020
Jun 5, 2020 at 9:20 PM UTC
acab
Body aligned Left born Left behind Left LRW LeftRighTWirl d Left b Left acab Left LEFT
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Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 11:00 PM UTC
left
Detective in the parlor room asks who killed mr. body? Corpse cools, questions asked, tense stares, fingers pointed, clues counted, truth found, justice served, just kidding. It was the detective, out in the open, with his bare hands, and everybody saw him do it.
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May 29, 2020
May 29, 2020 at 5:42 AM UTC
untitled ACAB poem
Cook our intelligence Look at the belligerent Hate filled hornet nest Continent of ****** pest Fumigation of the U S litigation red tape when a sticky red fate gets caught on tape Oppression communicate When killers walk out gratis CIA, FBI, NBC, All of them be Lying to me, cause the tv told me this was the nation of the free **** that we are a nation of slaves Haven't evolved since yesterdays Declaration freedom from tyrants Then drove the natives to tears Never equal when they see ants Regicide of a king who had a dream Martyr the leaders to slow the steam Now the nation burns its mainstream ACAB, SRA, BLM, All of them be Talking to me, cause life told me That freedom it ain't really free Data stream use instant transmission Every one, one team with one mission Can silence a king how about a nation All chasing the dream of compassion Fighting mace and tears with passion While our president hides in his residence Plotting with pence on building a fence And Biden forgets he was the antecedent Passed in 1997 military gear to the precinct Two party election, its insanity or compliance That trump boy works with Geppetto Puppet and toy to masters he echos Funny money, president to get dough String pullers they really made a show Now the polls they swinging so low But Biden's another flunky Dancin to the biddin of ****** Oligarch kings of the country Sayin dance you ****** donkey **** the country till it walks funny Scared of the protest they cant contest Plants in the crowd to **** interest Cant fold wont be fooled by insects Declare a war on our country's best Commit war crimes in blue vests I don't know where our future will go But if we keep movin and never slow Where we're goin is better than now Yesterdays wounds will heal I know This nightmare could end tomorrow Maybe this was never the land of the free But it could be if we wanted it to be If we plant the seed nurture it and see Keep it safe from greed's insanity Nurture it with bodies of the bourgeois
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Jun 28, 2020
Jun 28, 2020 at 8:38 PM UTC
Question Authority
Cook our intelligence Look at the belligerent Hate filled hornet nest Continent of ****** pest Fumigation of the U S litigation red tape when a sticky red fate gets caught on tape Oppression communicate When killers walk out gratis CIA, FBI, NBC, All of them be Lying to me, cause the tv told me this was the nation of the free **** that we are a nation of slaves Haven't evolved since yesterdays Declaration freedom from tyrants Then drove the natives to tears Never equal when they see ants Regicide of a king who had a dream Martyr the leaders to slow the steam Now the nation burns its mainstream ACAB, SRA, BLM, All of them be Talking to me, cause life told me That freedom it ain't really free Data stream use instant transmission Every one, one team with one mission Can silence a king how about a nation All chasing the dream of compassion Fighting mace and tears with passion While our president hides in his residence Plotting with pence on building a fence And Biden forgets he was the antecedent Passed in 1997 military gear to the precinct Two party election, its insanity or compliance That trump boy works with Geppetto Puppet and toy to masters he echos Funny money, president to get dough String pullers they really made a show Now the polls they swinging so low But Biden's another flunky Dancin to the biddin of ****** Oligarch kings of the country Sayin dance you ****** donkey **** the country till it walks funny Scared of the protest they cant contest Plants in the crowd to **** interest Cant fold wont be fooled by insects Declare a war on our country's best Commit war crimes in blue vests I don't know where our future will go But if we keep movin and never slow Where we're goin is better than now Yesterdays wounds will heal I know This nightmare could end tomorrow Maybe this was never the land of the free But it could be if we wanted it to be If we plant the seed nurture it and see Keep it safe from greed's insanity Nurture it with bodies of the bourgeois
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