October 20th 2023

October 20th 2023

A Poem by Lathen Griffiths
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Diary entry 293

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Don’t be gentle
with your language
on warfare,
Hate it,
slate it,
kick it in it’s teeth
Until it’s not there.
And when that puny head rises
speaking words of hatred
and discrimination,
Chop it off,
Chop it off
Cut it off clean
So one day
We may see
The peace we’ve not seen.

© 2023 Lathen Griffiths


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I like this attack...it is needed.
They are puny heads indeed.
j.

Posted 1 Year Ago


You let your raw side out and I must say I’m delighted.

Posted 1 Year Ago



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Lathen Griffiths
Lathen Griffiths

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