no justice. no peace.
he cried out
for water.
we are
thirsty
for peace.
starving
for justice.
they said,
“here. eat at our table.
feast on our lead.”
the bullet farm
has had a
bountiful harvest
this year.
the pigs
teach us to
cannibalize
as they
devour us all.
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I like the short lines. They give a certain energy to this.
Wow. This is incredible.
powerful-the bullet farm-OMG
definitely feel this poem, thanks for sharing. love your writing style
“the bullet farm
has had a
bountiful harvest
this year.”
Indeed.
Wow!
This is awesome! I have a poem on here with the same title lol