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<eventtime>2016-10-06 22:35:00</eventtime>
<logtime>2016-10-07 02:35:23</logtime>
<subject>This Passing Storm</subject>
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<p dir="ltr">by Emmit Other</p><p dir="ltr">The chorus of silence<br>As the Skull shaped ghost<br>Cast its pall across the crystal blue of the Caribbean<br>Was dissonated by four notes<br>Two friends<br>And two family<br>Who deigned to find out <br>Am I being drowned in surge?<br>My beloved has a smaller family<br>But her extended family took us in<br>They fight and have different<br>Religions<br>Politics<br>And even sometimes dont speak<br>But they are there for each other<br>When it matters<br>And more often than not<br>Even beyond that<br>Size doesn't matter<br>I am summarily unimpressed<br>I am a hard man<br>And I judged my own blood harshly<br>For keeping me in ignorance<br>He knew was false<br>All so he could live his life as he chose<br>Liver at the expense of others<br>It is possible they judged me<br>But in my secret heart<br>I know <br>They didn't judge me at all<br>They just didn't care<br>I am not longer sad <br>Living in a city of ghosts I do not know<br>Because apparently every city <br>Is this city<br>So I might as well have a glorious one<br>The storm has passed<br>And so has my need for extroversion<br>Emmit is all that is left<br>Redwin Tursor got hit by a bus<br>Didn't you hear?</p>
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<itemid>171558</itemid>
<eventtime>2016-10-31 10:54:00</eventtime>
<logtime>2016-10-31 14:54:51</logtime>
<subject>Ghost Raid</subject>
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by Emmit Other These Ghosts Not Ghosts Phantom marks and likes From the Realm of Zuckerberg Pig Across the Plains Shadowed Solidarity Of the only real election that matters Helping Shadowed Hands On real eyes And real hearts Defenders of their sacred The only thing that matters Scandals and Rot And Rumor and Snot The Empire crumbles within But the decay started at the root Our failure to keep our word Our failure to honor our bargains This is a habit A recurring habit It can change here Change now Change forever more The undoing of dishonorable accord Greedy monsters in their unholy armor Shooting galvanized rubber Possibly from the Congo The Dead King of Belgium laughing As colonial tyrants oppress a people Decades after oppression was supposed to cease The Blood of the Earth Bleeds across the waters As nature shows her side through bison of hope The lightning grows across the skies You can hear it in the heavens You can feel it in the winds This is a window to the soul of America This is the only struggle that matters And we are ghosts Helping/Not Helping but offering solidarity And that is all that matters As the real warriors Stand their ground against the machine that kills all life They will not stop They will not break They will not bend This is all that matters And here they stand And the earth shall move And tomorrow shall change Let it change for the better Let it change Forever more.
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