here we are, a pacifist like me

reaching for alliance, 

ends up in my own tears,

as i watch the world tears.

they ate the brains,

viscous lurkers behind

keyboards and anime, 

Half naked in their avatar; but

all of them are Hitler,

all of them are.

no wars; how simple.

god made your lips,

make use.

John spoke,

became the messenger. 

deliver the message; not

for god, for people.

sit down, talk.

they don't talk. 

keyboards,

politicians,

blood-thirst tongues

twirl and turn to

touch their tender tummies,

soft white underbellies,

weakest parts,

their hearts,

seduce them;

satanic love that

they embrace.

wake up, 

see the world in

21st century swastikas.

not the star of David,

not shahada;

not these false enemies.

The enemy hides

right in front of us,

across screens,

across streets.

i can look away,

i can mourn the dead.

i know cats and

rats and

birds that lost their tunes;

children too.