Friday, September 4, 2009

Fourteen Bullets In the Head


Fourteen Bullets In The Head


1.
fourteen bullets in the head
bang bang, you’re dead
strychnine tears fall from my face
ginsburg writing poetry
bush making policy
birdbrain masturbates in the desert
brokow back from baghdad
worse for wear but well traveled
red ooze infiltrates the night
the sycophant of the nocturnal nothingness
slithers round the world
soldiers come back in body bags
like sardines in tins
instead of oil
they float in cherry filled coffins
blood as red as snow white’s ruby red lips
eating holes in the wall of rice pudding
cockroach’s will rule the world
cockroach army in cockroach land

2.
i am strongly opposed to war,
i never believed
there was a cause for it,
my husband was killed
in the world trade center
and i think that this
is not the answer.
i remember thinking bush
was making up
the weapons of mass destruction,
i still think that…
killing is not the answer.

erika lutzner

Posted over on Nicholas D. Kristof's Blog Site

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