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Poetry of the Occupation
“…trained in the politics of the day, believing the great new system
invented by a genius so great that they never bothered to verify its results.”
-John Steinbeck, The Moon is Down
Political poetry occupies the streets
Brakes squealing to a stop before an idyll
Squads of inclusive wordtroopers disembark
Into our souls to force submission and love
Armed with warrants and inquisitions
The bills of indictment already drawn
Needing only a tap upon a screen
To serve in the office of a signature
And sensitive to death the personal life -
Political poetry occupies the streets
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