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No Justice


people are dead

unknowable more are dying


im going to work each day

im angry

im sleeping in each saturday

im scared

im mopping my floor each monday

im grieving strangers

im daydreaming each evening


there’s been so many names

people I will never meet

talking about my feelings is a short term remedy

when the situation is still getting worse

i believe humans are good

i believe humans love

i believe humans learn cruelty

i believe humans can unlearn cruelty

i ponder this each wednesday evening

right on schedule


i get gas each thursday afternoon

i get bread each fortnight

i brush my cat each tuesday

how is this real, i think

how is there so much blood, so much death

and im sitting here

wondering where i can buy more magnets

people are dead

unknowable more are dying

 

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