I’m not preaching
But I am being true to
My self. There is
Murder and mayhem.
I asked for it. I asked
For learning,
Mourning views
At the ocean
Tasman Sea side, beside
my de-railed train.
Smart. Taking stock
Taking measures.
Working it all out
Through trial
And error’s; Finding pride
Empowering
*
Fuck mainstream
Stigmata up the arse!
I say. In the carnage,
In the afterglow
Of my Fukashima.
My sub-woofers’ set
To subvert you
From your dissonance
Apathy
Hatred
Denial there is a war. I choose
Resistance
And by God –
You will remember!
Fuck the world
For me
Lest We Forget
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