Kill Oh Gram

…and yet my
independence seems to have
completely incensed
you;
yet your
defense mechanisms have
booted up like malfunctioning
weapons systems

our own Dead Man’s Hand
doles out
mass destruction
by the kilogram,

respective
motherlands a haven
for black
rain we
collect on our tongues,
that swells between
our lungs,

irradiating
love and
patriotism

and without it,

all the rest will
waste away.

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