Left Poem by marc molchan

Left

Left

the explosions

they level

nothing New

anymore

just retooling

just technicals

just Jeeps

just Spandau's

we're all

climbing

we're all

buying up

the creative flow

bottling it

tendering it

tending of

mains

trembling

at it

but what of it?

where are we?

not on the level

just up.

towards

reach

maybe teach it

is all we have

left

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based on the war in news mogadishu
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