Ownership Of Resources
When the twilight was falling
American soldiers took their babies.
. . . for babies must be taken . . .
Babies gooby goo-goo?
Do people still need babies?
When the war against the Arabs started
Americans hid their babies.
Cannot babies live subterranean?
They are very tiny diggers.
Teensy tiny, dig, dig.
A father is a hero
much greater than the sum of all
and father is greater than the
we make and let go of
making up air or moments
made up revelry
a father ain’t a tree
but a piece of rock
that it takes a preacher to pick up
and call it sacred
without the acts of procranation
a father remains fragile
as he is inside himself,
inside his head
without the hips of a woman a father
flames of acetone, moss on a mountain
we thus make heroism as it is needed
and speak mythically of his actions.
Every father is a hero
(in the context before Time is realized).
I attacked the teenagers.
I admit I did.
I inherited them into the government.
In the greater time of decision making
one should impose the state of teenager.
Why did that person join the police force?
Adolf Hitler cherished teenagers.
Grandmother cherished teddy bear figurines.
Why are the teenagers eating snack foods on TV?
Who’s watching the TV,
what era and signal does it signal?
The car arrives at Point One.
The other car makes its presence kin
to the car in opposition.
This is not mere car at Point Two,
but rather car between
Point Two and Three –
(the car at) Point Two and Seven Eights.
The car in opposition dear Titus,
the emperor is in danger.
If he makes a move right now,
then he is in Concourse,
… like checkmate.
Look at the men on top of the building.
They lay with rifles and binoculars.
the Dispatched Guardians of Hegemony.
Always white, or at least in the appearance
of proper white males.
Yes, tightly cut hair, tight shirts, watches,
sunglasses, body spray.
Yes, always males.
They checkmate us, checkmate us.
Checkmate our freedom.
The Dispatched Guardians of Hegemony.
You allow them.