No Vonneguts, No Glory - Dangers

Cowboys or indians?

Pinkerton to Taliban

Tijuana to Nicaragua:

It smells like fear

Vietnam to Afghanistan:

It tastes like tears

They’re crying, crying, they’re crying their eyes

They’re dying, dying, they’re dying to stay alive

I have a dream

I’m down on my knees

Choking

Gagging

I hear a voice

Stuck on repeat

It says

«Place your right hand over your heart

Ready, begin,»

But I won’t

I won’t pledge

I won’t pledge allegiance 'til

You pledge to never kill another human being

N.R.A.

to Enola Gay:

The end is near

Yes, I object

Just like Vonnegut

I’ll have none of it:

Long live Ice-9