To You

To my relatives

Long dead

Buried beneath the mounds

Of a country

Who never saw them as human

Only insufficient articles on a scale of pain

To my contemporaries

Young and vigilant

Yet perpetually worked against

Big suits in the Republican aisle

Always first to the buffet, and first again

For seconds

But give me a third of an inch

With scraps of a pen

And I will make galaxies unbeknownst to man

Tremble

We are all family

So I fight with the power of neutron stars

Because if I can’t save my beloved

Be damned sure I’ll avenge them

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