and this is my memorial poem
for this year two thousand and eight.
I'm still not scared of terrorists
they really aren't a threat to me.
I'm becoming more scared of my
government, they are threatening
every one of us. That is how
I remember nine eleven now
as the excuse to take away my
civil liberties, slowly
slowly, with lies and explanations
that no thought could
help but disbelieve,
is in a recession
two consecutive quarters