sorrowflag http://www.alansondheim.org/sorrowflag.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/sorrowflag.mp4 sorrow for the tiny piece of cloth and its fibers and for the dissolution of meaning coming to the foreground and the means for dissolution in the background and america spelled even the name stolen for a country and the stars without washington dc and puerto rico are fallen and the rain comes harder and transcendent forever and the wind roils communes and the commons the wind roils bodies with nothing born nothing to bear and the wind floats with the sorrow and sorrow and the wind says sorrow and sorrow and sorrow i cannot bear you wind in cannot bear the flag however that for a brief moment as if it were true and patriot and one nation under god killed all that one nation under god left the weave in tatters no matter how hard we tried we unraveled no matter how hard we cried justice justice we cried justice and on the wind in tatters they cried just us just us and the wind blows with the sorrow and sorrow and sorrow and the wailing of the wind the tattering of the flag and the tearing of the flag rending us in many parts none of them gracious none of them kind or giving no matter how hard anyone tried no matter the promise of the commons no matter the wind blowing through the commons the wind sighing flag no flag no commons this chill air this chill air of monsters and delusions this chill air of hatreds and violence unto violence this chill air of guns and batons of furious killings this chill air the flag above falling into tatters this chill air and sorrow for the bodies below and deeper the bodies below and deeper into the ground into the ground hardened against them no place for bodies no place for the living for the dead no nation under god no nation no god no liberty and justice for all no liberty and justice no flag of justice of liberty flag of prisons and brutality this chill air of despair and brutal prisons this chill air of contamination o sorrow for the tiny piece of cloth and its fibers and better for you to have wrapped the bodies of the murdered and better for you to shroud, to be shrouded, to have shrouded sorrow does nothing we prepare to die beneath a golden sky fallen and where there is hope there is the golden sky the sky of moloch and greed the gold that is iron iron iron o that we may fall aloft o that we may fall above o that we may rise http://www.alansondheim.org/sorrowflag.jpg _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list [email protected] https://lists.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
