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Archive for December, 2015


the shape of things to come

      A poem about life’s potential and living it.

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a nursery rhyme for violent times

    hack and kill a poem by punkie   Hack and Kill went up the hill To see whom they might slaughter. Just for kicks they fired their sticks Amidst a bunch of squatters.

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for the sake of childish games

    I spent a month un-publishing hundreds of blog posts, videos, images, and poems born from my core. Why? Because a few people who wield a little power fear slivers of the truth I write.

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wreck the halls and fa la la la la for a world gone mad

    I’m really tired. We’re all really tired. “We” being the vast majority of people worldwide who are fed up with the violence, torture and killing a small crazy percentage continues to wreak on innocent others using all kinds of weapons large and small. It’s time it all stopped. Enough is enough no matter what […]

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