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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Tag!
[time] => 2002-11-10 00:00:00
[hometext] => I think most often young men die in war "games" for a lot of bad reasons.
[bodytext] => Tag !
When necessary illusions will fade to transparent And commercial jingles, colourful wrapping, ribbons and bows Become background noise and pale grays The view of reality might come into question If not for stark nakedness of depravity’s fine edge A talking head sincerely recites script Written by a faceless stranger In the room down the hall And, as eyebrows arch and hidden egos roar, You can tell without question He knows you’re a fool Who would dare disbelieve the fundamental truths Expounded by the Gods of Clarity & Concision From their empire of manufactured consent So high to actually touch the heavens From Mt. Messiah? “Not I Not I” trumpets the armorless warrior charging the hill with blood in his eyes … frozen propaganda pumping lies through his lifetime the same little boy playing marbles in Johhny’s back yard “TAG … you’re it!” Full metal jacket tears a hole through the young hero’s head And a little boy drops to the earth Like a sack Deception and Lies all run run away and leave him to spill what he once could have been on an alien land so far away, so far away … Kent Mackey (c) copyright 2001 [comments] => 4 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 8 [informant] => KM [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AmericanTragedy )
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