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Beginning, Middle, End

Beginning
Mosques burning

Crosses glowing 

Fires raining in the night

World’s splaying

Life’s decaying

Bubble bubble toil and hate

Bomb’s falling

Skin’s crawling

Destruction reigns from dusk to day

Hate’s teaching 

god’s critiquing

The bogey man’s come out to play

Nightmares breathing 

Voiceless screaming

Fear-filled blood of zealots spawn

The host’s tweeting

History’s repeating

The final act of madman’s pawn

BOOM
Middle

Ships and Camps and jails and Walls

Running blindly through hallowed halls

All the documents we have seen

Yet we act as in a dream

Yet you choose to silent be

As life plays at reality TV

No selfie stick of twitter post or pasted smile on Facebook’s host

Can alternate the depth of lies

Or perjure truth for which we died 

 Sticks and stones and words do hurt

And slits your wrist and slits your throats

Paralyzed silently we shriek

Dumb ears blind eyes mute mouths excrete

Stereotyped hypocrisy 

Lies built on lies

Irrationally 

Socialized marginalized indoctrinized hate

Justified divisive lies

Has weaponized our fate 
End

Break through the wall

Stand side by side

Condemn this world’s shit diatribe

Rebuild the bridge 

Unshackle minds

plain view or sand

We must not hide

We come from places far and near

To hope, abundantly, is clear 

Pray march and write, breathe,sing and dance 

And paint each vivid circumstance 

But we must fight 

And we must win

For human kind

We must begin

To write new books

And speak The truth

And fight for each

for Love’s pursuit

Off knees and stand, each hand and glove

And fight for Freedom, fight for Love

So many sacrifices still to give

For future’s child this hope must live

Or contract retract and suffocate

‘Neath toxic rolling stones of hate 

I’m not a fool for wanting more

Though I look down the barrel’s bore

I still believe in love not hate

In openness , not take and take

Receive and give a helping hand

peace, hope, and love, on which I stand

I’m not naive, I share the pain

Share the burden, 

share the stain

Raisin in the sun. Goddamn

We must overcome that man

Black Lives Matter Othello sings

Desmond DaCosta Obama King

Though differences are quite profound 

We’re connected souls on human ground

Yes differences I always see

But underneath you’re just like me 

No crusades or wars in the name’s above

I have no religion, I believe in Love