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How the Acid Rain Riots Stole My Innocents

As Nissan cars drove through the bars they picked up Jesus who yelled out to the populous HEY LOOK AT ME I’M FREE! And he was free to and God said check in later, but go be who you want to be. Society cried for the souls they lost wondering at what cost and the billboards lied and the fire hydrants said come inside it is safe we will protect you from the fire and all the while I wondered why you didn’t open your mind to find out what was real and what was feral and they said with their pretty hair, their arms bare they’re faces full of fake care, eyes wondering who was over there and are we safe in this place, she’s to wild for us, we’ve had enough she’s crazy you see she knows who we will be we would rather follow what they say instead of think! and the flowers screamed YOU NEED A SHRINK but no one listened because we could only hear and feel so we fell over in pain and it started to rain all the same and the droplets hit the ground bursting into anger and hate it drew out our fate cracked the concrete as it fell and dripped poison into the well. It’s a hard rain she screamed. ATOMIC RAIN! Society screamed. NUCLEAR RAIN! they yelled and ran crashing into one another over reacting once again over analyzing all the same and we watched in shock as the riots were fought and in a whisper I heard the wind zoom by my ear and suddenly I could feel right in wrong very strong but I forgot it the next day and I forgot how to read and to write and spell and I forgot how to speak and to feel and smell and it wasn’t until I forgot how to think how to open my mind how to see what could rhyme what was fine and then my eyes glazed over and I broke the window in front of me so I could see what I wanted to steal was not real just tubes and spark plugs that would make my life empty but my mind was so closed and my eyes so open that there was nothing left to tell me the truth so I joined the acid rain riots and all became quiet. The end of the world took place that day but we all keep living that exact same way.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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