Frank Bana Poems

Almost round, outlined in blue
Too lonely to be understood
Intimate to her tenants' touch
The globe in space is effortless.
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If you think
There is any lasting meaning
Justice or fulfilment in taking the life
Of any human being, even the worst mass murderer
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Sun pours through the skylight
The feline shadows play
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The economy is in the tank
And all the tanks are in Iraq
Whenever the pump price falls further
There's a run on Hummer's mail order
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'Is it Possible to Engineer Desire? '
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The hidden sound, the spell under the tongue,
Hints of our truth revealed. Behold, Shema:
A doorway opens from a dwelling of despair
To speed the fate of birth and teach
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The Little Prince has come
The dreams of Saint-Exupery
A boy refused to die
And it is winter now
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America, why do you lock up millions of your young for enjoying just a little weed?
America, is this what you really long for?
America, why do you force dying old people to live and suffer, distressing and bankrupting their families for want of a shot of euthanasia?
America, why do you load your eager young learners with debt-for-life administered by heartless profit corporations?
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Dead weight on the scale
Surplus to our need
Zero value add
A budgetary drag
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I’m only looking to post this mail
I don’t know if it will get through
To the hostel where you daily seek a kind of health
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