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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Monday, July 04, 2005


after Ginsberg

America, in the 1400’s something troubling happened
i thought we’d come to an understanding
but my phone keeps ringing with your bill collectors
i thought you’d remember once rising up
in streets you’ve already bombed & repaired
even your polite neighbors chant racist slogans
when its victims aren’t in their backyard
i remember reading your good ideas
but everyone is left behind with your god
in front of ugly mobs that scream for blood
bordergaurds lynchmobs cupacabras promisekeepers
somebody wrote you from prison
this is not going to get violent but just listen
we are too many voices for you to drown out with gunfire


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