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“What love looks like coming out the back side of despair.”*
and the never ending
push the people off their land
in the beginning it was for survival
in the middle it was immigration
seeking freedom
in the end it was riches and power
pushing the people off their land
and the never ending
churning/turning/protestation
rhetorical spitting lies
how much fear does it take
for a power monger to make
his own crowned head
stay crowned?
and the never ending
creation of peoples in despair
lead to desperate acts
how many acts does it take
for a self-made-almighty
to know his bridge
too
is falling down.
* from Uncle River’s novel “Camp Desolation”