A War Torn Orchestra
Marching children of the landBloody capital in my hand
Bleeding all over the desert sand
This is the propaganda war band.
A War Torn Orchestra
Marching children of the landPoetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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