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Found Poetry 311


the leader is kind and feeds us
even the enemies holding sign weapons
eat this gas!
eat this baton!
eat this bullet!
heads sucking and crumbled
the leader takes a picture
holding a bible with a muscle red hand
forward into chaos

This poem was created from Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman. Click here to get Leaves of Grass.

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