There has to be a better way. Really. All we want is peace, love, and green pastures forever.
When I was a kid, I spoke as a kid, I said things like, "We don't need no stinking visa."
Yesterday I saw a group of masked men waving assaults rifles at the capital.
Do they really want to kill me, my ideas? I wondered.
What have I done wrong?
I knew then there would be revolution, soon. A real revolution without NRA sponsorship. A people's revolution.
Green pastures forever.
a poem by Dr TV Boogie.
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