Saturday, June 20, 2009

the death of the west

in america, we live lives as sojourning slaves to death
it has become our greatest fear and our greatest threat
we grasp with desperate knuckles of persisting white
at this wilting flower that is carelessly called life
and then when at last our human hold proves too weak
we send our corpses down in glossy cases six feet deep
and if today I choose to laugh in death's calloused face
then these untimely timid men would label me insane
but I do not fret at their feeble words of spoken insolence
rather I am enraged that my generation's blind in ignorance  

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