Tim Caffery

Rookie - 477 Points (02/09/1978 / San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, CA)

Purpose - Poem by Tim Caffery

To delve deeper than Hades' grave
And try & save what can't be saved
From summer heat like rye & wheat
Or children doomed beneath the streets of Crete
Malted barley smoked with ancient peat
This spot is the throne of every holy seat
These banks guide justice blind with terror
Down the path of demise, hubris, & error
Thoreau said £#€& paying this tax
If criminals with power ride our backs
Wanton murder masked as war
Like a hurricane that seems to only devour the poor
Africans die like emails are read
By government spies that wish you were dead
Democracy is just another Iraq
Another preemptive, aggressive attack
To delve this deep is dangerous indeed
To obliterate their psychological creed
Don't do this to live, do it to die
Like a suicide soldier for whom none cry
Slay the white bull, set Europa free
Then burn that &! #€@ like eternity
To live is to comply & watch everything die
To see your mission is to pluck out your eyes
The new guillotine is closing schools
Parents watch like perverted fools
Attack my child & I shall destroy
Every means used to rape girls & boys
Drop drones on me, they're my family
Am I to live in this insanity
See me enter to never return
I was born in hell, born to burn


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, December 16, 2013

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