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NIGHTMARE # 1 1 I dreamed Last night I was jailed again. Illegal wrestling Was the charge This time For conspiring To overthrow the state With cadence, meter, Metaphor and rhyme. 2 Guilty, I plead: ...To six counts of opposing apartheid, ...Ten counts of inciting workers to think, ...And yelling "Peace" in a crowded war. In return, the Feds dropped charges Of telling the truth in a public place And illegal possession of ideas. 3 I was sentenced to life in poverty Without possibility of parole, Along with a couple of billion others I met on awaking.
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Retired on Social Insecurity. Long time grunt in the war on poverty, racism and war itself.
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by dave stanley on Sunday, Feb 10, 2008 at 12:00:33 PM
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by Guajolotl on Sunday, Feb 10, 2008 at 1:10:18 PM