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Until There’s Nothing

To home come our ills
Roosting, cawing
In the midst of the unwinding
All of us
Burning, falling

Now comes the call of war
From drum beat lips
Claiming Freedom and Equality
Clueless of the irony:

ABSOUTE HATE
WE MUST ERADICATE
THIS WE WILL NOT TOLERATE
WE WILL OBLITERATE
BRING A CAN OF MACE
PUNCH A NAZI IN THE FACE

A nourishing lexicon
Feed for the fight
Yet victory after victory
Our demons return from history

We spite pieces
Coddle the whole
A reflective tapestry
A Greek tragedy

Minds
Born from the womb of war
Our only knowledge
Dominion’s carnage

Craving a rite of passage
To transcend our binds
A denied ache
A blind desire

Whether forests or seas
Jews or bumblebees
Navaho, Buffalo
Passenger Pigeon
Combustion engine
Polar bears or Palestine
Annihilation is divine

The ends we use are physical
But the end we seek is spiritual
Metaphorical
There will be no miracle
Our future predictable
This curse is cyclical

The answer isn’t silence
Neither is violence
The circle will not break
In war’s wake

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