Room 712 (part 2)
ROOM 712 (part 2) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I awoke to the sound of a television coming from the living room....
one nation (poem)
In this "one nation under god", Our sense of right is just a fraud. We pray for death in a foreign country, While people here are ever hungry. We hate the gays for their way of love, Then pass off our hate as words from above. We're afraid of...
Iraq (poem)
A single shot, a splash of red A soldier falls, cold and dead. Sing your chorus, toll your bell Brave men travel the perils of hell. A war uneeded, begun on hate Our children the ones, the victims of fate. They call it just, they call it true It...