by Darren C. Demaree
Let’s worryabout the soulafter the modern worldlets us liveon our two legs.I’m tiredof crawling throughthese terrible games.The goatshave questionsabout what we’re doingon all foursin their grasses.I don’t have the heartto tell themabout our bullet skies& border lives,about nationspoisoning their peopleinstead of prayingfor more rain.It’s a torch tale.Run to the fireswith your own fire.
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