by Raymond Nat Turner
A poem to the purveyors of deathly cycles
Blessed…
by Raymond Nat Turner
Blessed are the bomb makers
Who build the bombs, sell the
Bombs to friends who become
Enemies, bomb enemies once
Friends for having bombs and
Rebuild buildings bombed by
Bombs like the bombs sold to
Friends who became enemies,
Then make more bombs to sell
To friends who will become
Enemies and start the cycle
All over again with bombs and
Friends and bombing and re-
Building: blessed
are
the
bomb
makers…
Amen
Raymond Nat Turner can be contacted at Raymond (at) upsurgejazz.com
Raymond Nat Turner © 2015 All Rights Reserved
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