Bomb

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
this is what happens when i read to much ginsberg and then write.

Submitted: January 30, 2008

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Bombs fall fast from blood red skies,

Finding their targets to be anyone,

Anything,

Raping the land, Chaotic phallic symbol.

Bursting the womb of the motherland it strikes,

Loosing the children of hate.

And blood rains down.


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