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End the Empire

Stocks rise On the backs of weak and downtrodden people Lives end As a new business venture begins All the while We are told: “They love us/hate us for our freedoms! We are the best!” The best? You jest!! We are ruled by sick men Who cut down trees so none can sit in theirContinue reading “End the Empire”

For my best friend’s cousin on his funeral day

Some find meaning in the deepest pits Some find God and religion Some find peace or absolution But all you had was a gun. Many have hopes for the future A dream to be realized A goal to reach They find ways to deal with failure You could only find a gun. I’m assuming, ofContinue reading “For my best friend’s cousin on his funeral day”

Why are writers so obsessed with dystopia?!

I cannot for the life of me understand why apocalyptic media is so entrenched in our movies and tv shows. The whole idea of “the world has fallen and now humanity relies on seven people in a bunker who have to fight each other for cans of beans and a biscuit” is not only stupidContinue reading “Why are writers so obsessed with dystopia?!”

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On Aliens…

As you all may know, aliens apparently exist! They’re a picky bunch of tourists, though-they only visit America for some reason! The military is up in arms about it. They don’t like it when you come in peace. They’d rather the visitors come out their ships snarling and growling curses and insults like white peopleContinue reading “On Aliens…”

My friend Ty

When we first met, he was shy. So shy that he’d run away at the sight of me. I kept it up, saying hi, how are you, and eventually fear gave way to curiosity… Weeks went by, and he got more accustomed to my presence. He stopped running away from me, and would watch meContinue reading “My friend Ty”

My Little Blue Flower-A Tale of Love and Loss

My little blue flower, growing in the dirt, I like help it grow, keep it from getting hurt. Brave little blue flower, bracing for the dusk I’ll be back tomorrow with a water husk. Poor little blue flower, among a field of weeds Got to keep it healthy, its my hope and creed. Helpless littleContinue reading “My Little Blue Flower-A Tale of Love and Loss”

Where have I been? A brief explanation…

It has been months since my last official poetry post, I know. I’m still alive, don’t worry. Just been working on some big projects for the blog. Two projects, to be exact… The first is a serious story with diesel punk inspirations. It takes place during a war between fictional nations. Four men from oneContinue reading “Where have I been? A brief explanation…”

To Live

To live Is to struggle Every breath Is a theft. Every day a beginning To make it through one, a miracle. To live is violence No matter how you shake it. There are winners— And losers— In it all. For one victory, Ten defeats. To live is beautiful, Despite the carnage. Life weaves a tapestryContinue reading “To Live”

Immortal’s Lament

You saw me weeping Down by the roadway, Clutching my heartstrings Wanting to feel again You went and showed me The light in my darkness While I was knowing I’d have to bury you. Sorry for taking So long to come back Your children are lovely And look at how tall you’ve grown. I’ll tellContinue reading “Immortal’s Lament”