…….Is life prison, I’m smitten with penitence for asking, it’s tasking, sometimes I feel like fasting to end it all, or don a shawl to cover my gun holsters like Clint Eastwood before I get in a brawl, I don’t care at all, I’m tired of y’all, I ignore God’s calls, I’m ready to take that fall, that’s why I broke that dude’s jaw, hoping the police get called, so I can get took downtown, and then I can set this bomb off, take it back from them, like the protesters did the Shah. Maybe we need to take it all the way back, when human beings wasn’t that tall.
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EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (
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Nihilism personified and versified in your usual get to the root of it all manner.
I think many terrorists are disturbed, but hide behind religious views for validation
Could be. Very complicated. Not religious myself but I'm not blaming religion either.
This might be a proper METHOD poem. ?
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