cycle

she wanted to hold him tight

tight for her was enough love

love but was out of sight

sight for so long and how

how he longed to hug her once

once like once upon a time

time but had fired its guns

guns proud of their crime.

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needful things

a kiss of health, the reek of love

forgiveness from the gods above

warm food to put on the plate

a friend who thinks that you’re great

wealth enough for want and need

a good book for the soul to read

ah but what more can a man dare ask

but for some whiskey in his flask?

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kashmir

the man clenches a stone in his hand

and roars and lets it fly

but in an irony he can’t understand

he gets a pellet in his eye

the soldier takes aim with his gun

and fires at the baying crowd

but shivers under the blazing sun

and wonders why he’s not proud

the politician comprehends all of it

it’s a truth he’s always known

yes, fire turns into pyre bit by bit

but it’s wood that feeds the throne.

ram cobain