Economics of Humanity: A poem for Niece Piece
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Those curves of living
“… the lake that gave me …”
Eyes on us
All eyes on… us.As the only oneswho can save us,is us…as cries to Sky Daddyare unheralded…as knees bendto despotswith swollen anklesand bad english,by way of indistinguishedladies and gentlemenwho don’t servethe people…instead,they give almsto mammon…while ignoringtheir poets,even the oft quoted…I wrote this ina flourish,so that it will echo,hello?as I repeat,the only oneswho can save us,is us…butContinue reading “Eyes on us”
Among the mighty
“… who raised fists …”
The unburned
“… as sun rises and touches skin …”
No science
“… love them from afar …”
Un conejo malo y un gran tonto
” … a big dummy being mad …”
