To travel by foot
is to travel alone
Fresh, bloodied wagons
are now parked by each home
Filled with hate for the other side
Reason finds few in which to confide
Even those with bleeding hearts
Seek the blood of those
with notions apart
Humanity dwindles and demands I drink
The self-righteous poison which quickens the brink
So far, the fall . . .
Leaving a great distance to climb
That shiny ideal we all left behind
Happy fucking 4th of July!
~ written by D.
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