The Children’s Crusade: Charge of The Pathetic Brigade

Oh Father Land… I Bow My Head And Salute This Rotten Dirt Drenched Flag. Say The Anthem Of All Forbears, The Words We Sing To Remember How Drowning FaceDown In The Mud of Foreign-Enemied Lands Doth Sting. I Broke Into My Own Home And Punched The King In His Smart-Assed Face. Found His Face So Like My Fathers, and I Told Him Before We Grappled And Tumbled Into The Abyss, Mordor Style: “You Mother-Fucker. I’ll Hit You So Hard, I’ll Kill Your Whole Family.”

– The Pledge of Consilience To Histories Forgotten

All those bitter songs you sing… won’t make you strong.

Why don’t you ever want to play?
I’m tired of this piece of string.
You sleep as much as I do now, and you
Don’t eat much of anything.I don’t know who you’re talking to
I made a search through every room,
But all I found was dust that moved
In shadows of the afternoon.And listen,
About those bitter songs you sing?
They’re not helping anything.
They won’t make you strong.So, we should open up the house.
Invite the tabby two doors down.
You could ask your sister, if
She doesn’t bring her Basset Hound.
Ask the things you shouldn’t miss:
Tape-hiss and the Modern Man,
The Cold War and Card Catalogues,
To come and join us if they can,For girly drinks and parlor games.
We’ll pass around the easy lie
Of absolutely no regrets,
And later maybe you could try
To let your losses dangle off
The sharp edge of a century,
And talk about the weather, or
How the weather used to be.And I’ll cater
With all the birds that I can kill.
Let their tiny feathers fill
Disappointment.Lie down;
Lick the sorrow from your skin.
Scratch the terror and begin
To believe you’re strong.All you ever want to do is drink and watch TV,
And frankly that thing doesn’t really interest me.
I swear I’m going to bite you hard and taste your tinny blood
If you don’t stop the self-defeating lies you’ve been repeating
Since the day you brought me home.
I know you’re strong.

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