An unused piece from writing and compiling for All Good Things.
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Letting another side have their win isn't losing;
it's putting aside conflict that doesn't need to happen.
National identities are no different than racism;
isn't it time we stop behaving as selfish children?
This would be a little victory.
Policies passed should be those that help people.
Laws that harm or hinder should be repealed.
A little victory, this would be.
If you say this fight's what we're supposed to be,
then I wish you'd no longer speak as one of we.
Giving another side a win isn't losing,
it's rising above conflict that doesn't need to happen.
This itself is a little victory.
And if the fight's what we're supposed to be,
then I wish to no longer be a part of we.
If sex and money is supposed to be our everything,
then I no longer wish to be one of we.
Thursday, December 30, 2010
"Kalyptein (Black Ink)" Bricked Stories
Floral anniversary card tucked in the pocket; it will never see a need.
The baker in back need not knead the dough
into a heart shape;
the red peppers will never spell out
the words that moment was meant to.
Black envelopes arrive unwelcome in the mail.
Upon opening wounds reopen,
sewing again a crop of infertile seed;
a husband's voice trickles over the land, still, the words
he had always meant to.
How one moment can steal love.
Why, does one moment steal love?
Now, in this moment, still love?
I don't see the purpose.
There was no need.
Why not me?
Why not you?
You were behind the wheel!
Why not you, who does not deserve to feel
You have taken everything!
The will to fight included.
So, you win.
You win.
I have no reason left to fight:
no purpose, nothing to protect.
I have failed my duties sworn;
I have failed her.
You win.
You took everything.
You win.
I'd deliver you this message,
but I fear if I saw your face
I would become a monster;
I am no longer a man.
And I am not above revenge.
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