that rain guitar.
your music lively.
the world w/rhythm.
Boogie-woogie beat seeds—
The constant traffic of torture & treachery.
Tempests of tension.
Troops of toxic tongues
Tears, traumas, torments.
Tectonic plates of thuggish thunking,
shaking the terrain.
Amidst it all,
dare to traverse
these turbulent territories.
Terrificize, not terrorize.
Teach tantalizing theorems of togetherness.
Dismantle the multitudinous skulls & crossbones of hate. Refashion them into Trumpless Towers of Triumph. Strive to build a better world.
He was born with a sniper’s scope for a third eye. He wore the skin of a greed monster until it was his own flesh & blood. He learned the alphabet of antagonism. He spoke the language of fear-mongering & forgery. He sold his soul at the crossroads in exchange for his name in lights. He wrote the Book of Deception. He pilfered reality of its credibility. He sweated dirty money, cut his teeth on the crushed dreams of the beguiled. He fashioned lynching ropes into neckties. He courted enmity, built walls to ward off diversity. He then wanted to rule the world.
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