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It has been
one thousand, nine hundred, and sixty days since the world ended
but no one
has noticed
but
me.

There’s been no revolution
no collapse of archaic institutions
no roving mobs
no bloodshed in the streets.

There’s been no peace

Just more of the status quo
Ramped up
Pressed down
Shaken together
Coalescing into
One stolen nation
Under God
Made in Man’s image
With liberty for some and justice for none.

Not a dream
but a nightmare
stalking the in-between and
snatching us from the Ancestors’ wombs.

05 May 2018

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