Month: March 2026

• God is High

  

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  A gay rain pitters upon the earth

  As bombs play death on the other side of the world

  These new wars poppin’ fresh like muffins

  Madmen too afraid to face their foes

  So send the kid from the ghetto

  To fight your frivolous fights

  Unleash the money missiles

  To ring the gongs of death

  Billions and billions wasted on the war machine

  To destroy and decapitate

  To bury kids in rubble

  And we can’t get healthcare or implements for the old or food for children or education for the masses or peace for the soul

  They cry out to God to fix it

  But he’s getting high and listening to Rush

  His eyes fixed on another galaxy

  Because He’s sick of Earth and all its stupidity

  Sick of all the criminal minds

  The cheats, the rapists, the liars

  “Let it burn,” he says through another puff

  And another bomb falls and black smoke rises and people are scorched and maimed

  As you complain about oranges and click another portrait of yourself

  (Liam singing) Selfies, what a fucking disease

  And I try to be happy, and I try to look up

  And yet what do I see:

  Blown-up bodies fall from the sky

  Children chained and traded

  World War 3 on the radio

  We gather around and listen

  Just like we always have

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  By

  Aaron Echoes August