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Checkmate

Posted in Green Tree with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 9, 2010 by planetvegas

Checkmate

There was a time where we create, now we want to destroy, like troy—taking lives like they were toys; making decisions at a flip of a coin. No matter if its heads or tails, we’re off to war, No good reason for this tour. Finding yourself in a fox hole at nightfall wondering how this all got brought around. Solute your generals,
knell to your queens. For freedom? more like beans.

Officer Down

Posted in Dark Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , on May 6, 2009 by planetvegas

My head goes round and round as the oil pours out.

I’m not made in color, but a thick and rich grade.

My friends and I will spend years, months, & days
here in bloodshed until “Their” de
als are met.

I will die for my home but I know this is wrong.

My votes aren’t counted–some sorta delay.

Only way to change on this end is for you to follow your pledge,
but you won’t even plant a tree for me.

I guess I’m dead & wind energy is out of the question, you
say it’s a mess.
It’s funny with greenhouse gases you still say
gasoline is the best.