Against but
How and where?
Do not know,
They found me,
Emailed me…
The news is ugly
But dressed as a sheep
For the lambs in hiding.
Sugar is its coating,
Has venom inside it.
If have time, I, still,
Open heart to read it.
Few words are sweet
Like candy and honey,
But core is, dark indeed.
Integrity, Dignity, Community,
Are followed by long tail,
Historical, Fascistic!
Let my thoughts to be kite
To fly in skies of China, Iran.
Then think of the old days,
Bloods, Natives, Settlers,
Exaggerating papers,
Then today's Internet.
Weigh the loss and the gain
And changes in fashions,
And the thoughts, religions,
And crimes committed
By the men in power.
In my head War and Peace,
Crime and Punishment,
Odyssey, Odysseus,
To Howl, Ulysses.
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