This poem articulates the strange dichotomy between politics and personal choice.
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Joshua Brown
Today I pushed the limit
And I almost got in trouble
In the most of mild manners
By the jokes I chose to tell
And the fierceness of rejection
That I felt inside my bosom
For injustice of the warriors
In their battle clothes arrayed
With their flags above them waving
As they cursed towards protectors
Of the ways we chose to curtail
All the death and loss of children
And that thunder loudly bellowed
As a piece of me that smoldered
Ready quick to rise into a
Full on fucking bonfire
Raze against the minions
The trolls beneath the towers
Whose greedy hands they gather
All the souls that yearn to birth
Children, children, children
Lost to indoor hollows
In this battle that is taring
Through the world at mach speed fist
Eyes are spinning moistened
At the loss of me
The me who wandered
So far from feelings buried
To protect the evil doers
And participate in madness.
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📅 Written February 19, 2024
📍 Written in Aurora, Colorado in his home along Sand Creek
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What is best for ____? And if the answer comes out as anything but the children that I brought into this world, external to their will, I know that I am barking up the wrong tree. Qui bono works both ways. It works as a reverse time reference but it also works looking forward as a decision making tool.
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