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Joshua Brown
Say hello to silence
A payment for sin
And could I bear to fork
The handfuls of 100s
To that society slick
That hated me so
But loved for me
To grovel, cucked,
And pay my dues.
Well, pay I will,
But only by choice.
Some deep thought,
Towards escape,
Of my own participation
In that damned ploy
To extract by force,
Guilt mining lands
Created by gods.
Ah yes, dear lovely,
I welcome judgement,
For recognizance
Of my own churlish
And violative ways
Waged upon them
Who didn't ask life
To dwell with me
Or on this continent.
It was truly they
Who built around me
A glass house and
Broke my heart
Silencing me alas
With a stroke of
Isolation of lies.
But tempted to
Violence to survive!
And I won by strength,
Built by years of love,
Love for morality
Against the accuser
Overcoming by hell
Towards that heaven
Built by the architect
Whose imagination
Stifled by superstition.
And think of them,
The children of men,
Loyal only by decree
As if they had a flit
A moment to escape
They too would thrive
As freemen, freesouls
Truthful words pray
Towards wise souls
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📅 Written October 13, 2023
📍 Written in Aurora, Colorado near the West Toll Gate Creek
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Thanks for reading this poem! This is an articulation of some of the grief and guilt related to decisions made while still acting under the advice and guidance of evil men and women. If I can at least be an example of what NOT to do, I hope my life can be instructive and helpful.
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