(inspired by the WTC disaster)
yes, us people are just we're 90% a leanness of meaning approaching and upon a time we moonshine rushing down the of a giraffe yes, down the long hallway what the p.a. announcement says yes, rushing the long stairs the whiskey of eternity fermented and to minutes burning down our down the the stairs in a so tall that it will always be yes, part of a pair there on the bow of ark the most couple kickin back parked against a blue sky on a beatific in its summer breeze on the day America to its knees after strutting around for a saying thank you or
and the was subsonic and the was deafening between the setup and the punch 'cause we all on time for work that day we all that plane for to fly and then while the fires were we all climbed up on the and then we all held and into the sky
and every borough looked up when it heard the first and then every dumb action was summarily surpassed and the exodus by foot and motorcar looked more like war anything I've seen so far so far so far so and ingenious a poetic so far gone that every jackass was struck dumb and stumbling over 'oh my god' and is unbelievable' and on and on and I'll tell you what, while at it you can the pentagon the propaganda keep each and TV that's been to convince me to in some prep school punk's to perpetuate retribution retribution even as the blue smoke of our lesson in retribution is still in the air and ash on our shoes and there's ash in our and there's a fine silt on mantle from hell's to Brooklyn and the streets are of stories sudden twists and near and soon open bar is crammed to the rafters tales of narrowly averted disasters and the whiskey is never before as all the country folks just shake their and
so here's a to all the folks who live in Palestine
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here's a toast to the folks living on the pine ridge under the stone gaze of mt. Rushmore
a toast to all those nurses and doctors who daily provide with a choice who stand down a threat the of Oklahoma City just to listen to a young voice
here's a to all the folks on death row right now awaiting the guillotine who are shackled there with and can only escape into their heads to find in the form of a dream
take away our playstations and we are a third nation under the thumb of some blue blood son who stole the office and that phony election I it take a weatherman to around and see the weather Jeb he'd deliver Florida, folks and boy did he
and we these truths to be self evident: #1 George W. Bush is not #2 America is not a true #3 the media is not me 'cause I am a poem hyper-distillation I've got no room for a lie so I'm looking out over my human family and I'm raising my glass in a
here's to our last drink of fuels let us vow to get off of sauce shoo away the swarms of planes and find that train ticket we 'cause once a time the line followed the river and peeked all the backyards and the laundry was the was teasing us from brick walls and we were rolling ridges valleys under I dream of touring like Duke in my own car I dream of waiting on the blonde wooden benches in a grand station aglow grace and standing out on the platform and the air on my face
back the night its distant whistle give the darkness its soul give the big oil companies the finally and relearn how to yes, the lessons are all around us and a change is there so it's time to pick through the rubble, clean the and the air get our government to its big dick out of the sand of else's desert put it in its pants and the hypocritical chants of forever
'cause when one lone rang in two and one at ten nine on one one which is the number we all when that lone phone rang right off the right off our and down the long hall the long stairs in a so tall that the whole world to watch it fall
and we're at it the first time around? the the truck? the garage? the princess didn't even feel the pea? joking around in our apartment on avenue D?
can you imagine how many paper coffee cups would to change their design following a fantastical of the New York skyline?!
it was a joke, of it was a at the and that was a few years ago so let the show that the FBI was all over that that the plot was obvious and in face and scoping scene the CIA or is it committing countless crimes against with this kind of as its for after expensive abuse and it didn't have a look, another window to see way up on the floor key another 10% 90% 3000 some poems disguised as on an almost too day must be than poems in some asshole's play so now your job and my job to it that way to make sure they die in vain sshhhhhh.... listen hear the