Short Remote Controlled Poems

Christmas day. Receiving a Darth Vader remote controlled toy.
I had it for only 24 hours. Last time I saw it.
Where did you go, Darth? Back to chasing Luke Skywalker?
Oh well, got a good 15 minutes of playtime with you.
I've been called Yoda....

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In true-spirited
Resistance 
the heart remains sweet
soft and pliable,
a fruit of all seasons.

But the mind turns inward
and ties itself into a knot
sits in motionless silence
like a bolted statue.

No marching down
streets like remote controlled
mannequins, 
chanting soulful mantras
with rugged voices.
-That births no change.

We envision a brutalized mule
refusing to sip
at the stream
because it knows
to live is to die
and we become....

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