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Feathers burn so easily, the cat is blinded in the gardenLast vision the lark is flameThe cattle shed gives off the smell of sunday kitchenThe gentle eye, the dispensable perfectionBefore the flash takes two weeks foodPile the sacks of earth and hideAll of us here know it, we grew itFighting amongst ourselves, leaving bits of flesh on barbed wireA little blood on the floorLocks and bars across the doorWell versed in violationOur children beat each other in the gardenOur failure to accept the earth, we talk of love but push it to the edgePush it to the edgeThis is no natural aggression composing deathI am afraid for beauty when I see the fistThe perfect hand that turns against itselfThe perfect hand that holds a gun or wields a butcher`s bladeOr leads to deathLeads to death the used-up bull or incarcerates the hopeless foolOr takes the forest with a single flameLeaves the next an empty shellHuman kind condemns the hunting beastYet their own choice leaves behind such ragged meatThe military dream of bloodTheir sweet wine flowing in the veins of menWho work towards our bloody endThey fly Enola gaily, give birth to this waiting...waitingGive us the reality of our hatred, give the earth nothingMelting, goats dead on the green, dying lambs bleating by the wireThree last days on the earth, I lay down to die in the grass

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