These Days
Oakland City, Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.A.
October 17, 2019
If I were a lesser man I’d be in prison,
I’ve seen eighteen years of war at home.
My home is a War on Terror.
Come from either side, you want to see conflict come to dinner.
Ethnic, battle of the sexes, modernity, religious we got it all.
I could just smoke it all away but I can’t afford that, so I’ll photograph it and pass it on.
Seething with fire, 🔥 I’ll burn down Babylon one day, I pray.
Let the dry winds come,
If I could sing a song it would be to the fallen PTSD veteran rolling down the hood like Lieutenant Dan,
Apocalypse Now, alone in Oakland Cemetery now,
A ten mile stroll, the Phoenix on the sewer grate exiting,
Atlanta, Georgia, C.S.A., 1865 terminus.