*
and meanwhile,
as most of the
protractedly distracted
frame tamed
hollowed halo hallowers
in
the belly of the stolen "homeland"
that calls itself the name
of
an entire hemisphere
sat down
to
mythically stirred Thanksgiving dinners,
in another part of the humanity deserted
border hoarded and barrened earth,
being purposefully starved
as part of the "leaders of the free world"
lavishly produced ethnic cleansing campaign,
proceeding full tilt at the very moment
"America" licked its elective wounds,
Ruba, a mother of two, had this to say:
"i am trapped with my children under relentless bombs, rockets, and bullets, with nowhere to run. my mother is paralyzed, and i cannot leave her behind. my brother has been killed, my husband was taken, and i don’t know if he’s alive. our home was destroyed over our heads, and we survived by a miracle.
"with no food, no clean water, and constant fear, both my children have developed rashes, and my daughter is passing blood, but there is no medicine, no help, and absolutely nothing i can do. they cry and ask me why we can’t just leave, why their father isn’t with us, why we can’t go back to a normal life."
*
i guess she'll have to explain to them
all about the Demicons and Republorants,
sharing their god given right
to
tell themselves that they're
the onliest (loneliest)
"essential folks" that matter.
*
hurrah for the western collective,
seeping o'er the sheepened sleeps,
raking in the dough.
protractedly distracted
frame tamed
hollowed halo hallowers
in
the belly of the stolen "homeland"
that calls itself the name
of
an entire hemisphere
sat down
to
mythically stirred Thanksgiving dinners,
in another part of the humanity deserted
border hoarded and barrened earth,
being purposefully starved
as part of the "leaders of the free world"
lavishly produced ethnic cleansing campaign,
proceeding full tilt at the very moment
"America" licked its elective wounds,
Ruba, a mother of two, had this to say:
"i am trapped with my children under relentless bombs, rockets, and bullets, with nowhere to run. my mother is paralyzed, and i cannot leave her behind. my brother has been killed, my husband was taken, and i don’t know if he’s alive. our home was destroyed over our heads, and we survived by a miracle.
"with no food, no clean water, and constant fear, both my children have developed rashes, and my daughter is passing blood, but there is no medicine, no help, and absolutely nothing i can do. they cry and ask me why we can’t just leave, why their father isn’t with us, why we can’t go back to a normal life."
*
i guess she'll have to explain to them
all about the Demicons and Republorants,
sharing their god given right
to
tell themselves that they're
the onliest (loneliest)
"essential folks" that matter.
*
hurrah for the western collective,
seeping o'er the sheepened sleeps,
raking in the dough.
*
- Evan Hawthorn
