Warcrimes I: (This.Is.War)
I can lose my mind for your entertainment;
If that would only stop this bloodshed.
You say that it is not related.
I call bullshit.
What makes it all inhumane is
the blankness in your eyes — as the bullets
fly from the your unmuzzled guns.
Some shout: Go to Iraq! Go fight a War!
Well, I tell you ladies and gents THIS.IS.ONE.
For every black body dead, these are
For every white mouth silent, these are
The words you fear to say and hear: THIS! IS! WAR!
For all the videoed martyrs we have done
their deaths no truth, no justice. No good.
NO PEACE CAN’T COME
believing that this is anything less than that.
Those sleepless nights. The turn of your stomachs
The deep numbing nothingness
in the pit of your center.
That my friends is how you are SUPPOSED
TO FEEL. One act of American terror in 2003
GAVE BIRTH to another and another and
another! It ALL works itself and the rest of us
We are building our lives upon foundations of fear.
And that emptiness you feel, well that is just normal for those of
us who are awake enough — aware ENOUGH!
Sidewinded and landslid ENOUGH
to know that is how you are
supposed to feel when you are on the losing
side of a WAR.