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Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

For the Mercy-Mongers

it is justified
all dying is justified
all killing all death all
passing,
nothing is in vain
not even the neck
of a fly,
 
and a flower
passes through the armies
and like a small boy
bragging,
lifts up its
color.

#Americans #XXCentury #1973 #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame

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