Kevin Patrick Poems

On this day…
A baby is born
and an old man dies
someone falls in love
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Bombs for Palestine
A pregnant mother is crushed
For a strip of land
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Sweating from an infection of
Your recalcitrant affection
Pustule's cropping custard bile
Emanating from your wiles
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Bludgeoned and battered and corralled into silence
Uncle Sam's daughters are ensnared to compliance
Weighed down to terror from the right hand of tyranny
Living a reality worse than a horror movie
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We are born alone
And we die alone
And between the two
We live as ghosts
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Beauty
is an asset
that depreciates
with time
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'he was always so quiet'
everyone said
until
after that day
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Night is my country
And I am her citizen
Pledged to sweet starlight
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You have to learn to love
all the people you hate
Otherwise they'll just win
And you'll end up in the bin
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