Friday, October 9, 2009

I Don't Want What You're Having

I don't want your peace
Cops in the streets
Tazers and rotors
Profiling gun toters

I don't want your city
Towering sky shredders
Sound proof cubes
Glowing monitor's pity

I don't want your eden
Bloodied dove
Drenching the desert
No power of love

I don't want your care
Animal trials, toxic viles
Tumors manufactured
Pills and hopes fractured

I don't want your town
Square feet bleeding
Bulldozed trees
Smug, spoiled frown

Landscaped life
Carved out of nature
What's yours I don't want
Not God's nomenclature

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