John T.
Think today
i'm in one of those
unhappy social justice moods
so let me tell you about this -
Birk the pig shot John
and Birk walks away disgraced
but alive and smirking
John didn't -
blood all over the pavement
while onlookers scream
at the gore
and the injustice -
now we get to raise
a totem for John
and we pray
while the dumb ass anarchokiddies
break stuff
but either way justice
is mysteriously absent
John I hope
you're soaring with
the eagles brother
At peace.
poem by Smack Thompson
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