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Random Poem:

Calling out

it's not like I have a visible wound or a news worthy problem
or someone did something to me and there was nothing I could do to stop them
but there is a hurt that starts in my heart and flows to my brain
and the logic of it all should assure me that i'm right and i'm sane,
but I can't be,
not when I can't get the fuck out of this chair and help someone who I know needs it,
it's not like you can watch television or the news and not see it,
I have been to Kenya and that fly's bite on that child does hurt but more importantly it spread's a killing disease,
yet we stand by although we have the technology, money and time to fix a boy in south africa with two shot up knee's,
but yet you and I only worry about me, me, me
we only ask others if they need our hands when we have no use of our own,
we only visit our neighbors when they are going to or already have lost their homes,
we don't talk let alone wave to that stranger on the road,
and if that asshole cuts me off I swear TO GOD I'LL LET THAT FUCKER KNOW,
we are going to break
When I tell people about my service to my country they shake my hand,
but would it have been to god damn much to ask to get up and vote and try to save this land,
it's a respect I appreciate because it was hell and exactly that,
but seven guys from my platoon will never get to experience teaching there girls about boys or boys about baseball bats,
god help us in their wake,
we send our kids to school and force them onto the team so you can be so proud,
but the only one that wins are the parents who scream so god damn loud,
the worst thing about it is nobody can tell you how to raise your kid,
and your willing to take things away from others just so you can say, "look what billy did"
i thought it took a community to raise a child,
we are more concerned with our right to bear arms than we are another's right to live,
well screw em right, it's all about what you get not what you give,
but let me ask you what is so great about what a gun can do, what about it is art?
and let me ask you if it's right that it's a piece of your life but tore another's peace apart,
are you kidding me?
If your asking if I am calling you out I am both doing so and I am not,
see I don't want to talk to you that's here now, I want to talk to the you inside that wants to give what you got
I'm just one guy, in all of you, but i'm not giving you the choice to decide
because if you haven't already then at some point in your singular life, you have already died
what is right, what is wrong
it's no longer solved by doing nothing

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