Protest

 

Protest

The streets were filled with protest

those days of stormy weather

against the flows of evil

the town stood up together.

We marched down Main and Broadway

where we stood for all mankind

till busses filled with stickmen

followed orders to confine.

Those robo cops came running

their batons bruised like steel

we stood there in defiance

through teargas and appeal.

Burning eyes from pepper spray

just for demanding our rights

with many there beside us

arrested night after night.

…and in that crammed police cell,

where the doom just had no end

you were smiling beside me

my tribe, my family, my friend.

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For Those Who See

For those Who See

For those who see beyond the noise,

the broken Gaza girls and boys,

the twisted reigns and prison beds,

Israeli jails where truth is dead.

For those that hear the western lies,

the poor me bullshit in disguise,

the laughing monster heads of state,

the children’s screams that they create.

For those who feel the children’s fear,

and point out lies from western smear,

that show the world what they have done,

like arming terror with their guns.

For those that speak out to these crimes,

and hold accountable in these times,

the vicious dogs, nefarious swine,

the global leaders that crossed the line.

I salute you as a friend of mine.

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The Activist Poet

Message to a Friend

“Have a Wonderful Day!”