Like world war 1 and it's bloody assassinations/
one of the deadliest wars in life's history clutching us by our throats embracing war stories we all share/
involving strategy slash tacti laced in tactics/
our urge to win/
afraid of our selves/
it sneaks up behind us from back streets swimming beneath dark allies/
fighting battles between our two selves multiplying into armies of multiple personalities that take us over like the list of Schindler's bloody Holocaust baths/
the hearts truth/
verses minds arrogance/
war of the people verses the republicans or the ones who designed this monopoly game we call the matrix/
survival of the fittest/
fetal/ wars of the womb/
holding on for dear life/
gripping mommy's umbilical cord/
using mommy's bladder as a shield dodging crack and heroin bullets as daddies fist that blow out mommy's back side on a regular/ our children save allowance for dollar store guns to play fake war games/
cops and robbers/
bonny and clyde/
growing up to be what the matrix expected/
dirty cops/
crooked law suits/
looking all the way back to 1865 when ku klux klan gangs hated on the civil rights movement/ burning buildings/ raping children/ racial wars/ judgmental conflict/ insecure women verses real women/ carrying on up until now/ this bastard soil wants nothing but the American dream for a small percentage of its people/ locking the border on various blood types/ keeping borders open for various gun types to protect them selves because they fear us/ well why did they bring us here in the first place?/ now mutts like me fight war battles against each other hoping to fit in some where but even families are at war/
steeling/
gripping grudges/
lieing/ man verses the womb/ stabbing each other behind the face/
squeezing the souls out of each other like empty tubes of tooth paste from poverty's bathroom/ as i stand in the middle between the war of rain and sunshine i think about the war of myself laced up in fear of where my life will end up/
i gotta free my mind all over again/ my inner child for the first time/ because who will win the war of myself but
myself?
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within the interior is the war of all wars...the exterior is the physical manifestations of society...greed, power, murder...but the Soul is fighting for survival...within the physical...nice work on this expressive piece...
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