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"inspired" by the massacre of Pakistani children
The chest of earth is cracked,
its dying blue heart exposed.
Now we've our dirty little mind on mars.
To plant our soiled little flag deep in its skin.
Stitch another star to our banner of war and sin.
Pock it- drill it- scar it -pollute it- rape it- shackle it
to our greed.
Build new age slave cities-
make slave bombs
concoct wars in masks of peace.
Tear everything down
with dirty little mushroom clouds
then move on down to the next star town.
The "others" look upon us and conclude
there is no lasting peace in these beings
never will be.
No chance to reach out to these war warped beasts.
Who suffocate their own children
veil their minds with black masks
then toss their ashes into dying seas.
An infinite plague of cannibal crows to be avoided
locked away - lowered into water cages.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2014
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