The tanks are in the streets
but we can't see them anymore
we feel the way
they suck the heat from the sky
The tanks are in the streets
but they're invisible now
and what's worse is
we don't know who put them there
The tanks are in the streets
and we know they're here to stay
we hope they'll keep the peace
and not destroy our dreams

My Friends are Pacifists.

I was sitting around a bonfire on the 4^th of July

With some of my friends

one of the guys was just back

from beer run and as

he began filling the cooler said

“I met a vet at the liquor store,

He came up to me and wanted to

Know what kind of beer I was getting

He only had one hand,

Told me he lost the other one in the Gulf war

Called it the ‘Gulf War Conflict’

But then he told me he was also

in Korea and Nam before that.”

We all listened to the story

While the fire cast his shadow

Onto the trees around us

As we cracked fresh beers

someone said:

“When you said Vet

I seriously thought you meant veterinarian.”

dwitt + ben weaver

dirty bum.

he was simply walking home
enjoying the drizzle of rain.

"hey man can you spare
a dollar, I'm trying to buy a drink."

"ok. sure."

handing it over, the man's
hands looked like he'd been digging ditches all day.

no, he thought, probably
just sleeping in them.

There was a pile of stones, an old road's bones
Substantial in weight when lifted alone
So the people formed a chain and worked together
Finding some reason to move a ten ton feather

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A collaboration by DWITT, BEN WEAVER, TIM SHINDLER and CHRISTOPHER BOWMAN.