cerebral break down. J. Biggers

the crippled cross

a crescent moon cause

the star of david looms

and all is shattered lives and doom

because everybody needs a little elbow room

maybe a little cash in thier pocket,

firebomb a bus, shoot off another rocket

that'll cure it that'll solve it.

you can't fix a virus with a disease

step aside, back down, at ease

let peace take a swing at things

corpses and structure fires never solved much

situations like these require a more delicate touch

a poet's blood is poured on a page and is read but not red

a body is more useful breathing than it would be dead