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Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Truth Is A Lonely Warrior

my laptop is my gun
I am in the quiet war
but not with a quiet mind
and not with a quiet weapon
where I stand outside the prison
while my body is a target
electricity my friend
lies are my enemy
I shoot bullets of information
some wound, some kill
some miss,
I tell you this
truth is a lonely warrior
a termite working overtime
until the structure of lies
collapse
and the phoenix flies high
above the burning pile
of all that defiles
justice, peace and love

I am not below or above
I am not near or far
I am because we are

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