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Dirge
I would rather write lyric verses in praise of beauty Describing the wonders of forest glades or sunsets But I can’t I’d prefer to get lost in love and play with cosmic metaphors But I’m not I’d like...
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Conflict
Missile to missile is where we are now Mano a mano Is strictly quaint A caricature of conflict Which now trades body blows for rows of body bags Blood running as deep as black ops unhinging Each...
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Sweatshops
I have worn team colours in the past Becoming cloaked in corporate identity Giving away autonomy for crowd acceptance Fitting in Becoming a proxy for a marketing strategy Where boardroom fictions based...
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blight
it’s depressing to think about the politics of oppression to think about the end game of capitalism to think about the disease we call consumerism we cling to the frail hope that democracy is real...
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fragment
that fall from grace a mere trip a glide into unfixed morality quantummed checkerboard deserts where rivers dribble past thirsty farms here where rain and wind are corralled and fenced traded and...
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