THE WHEELS OF HATE by I. Goldkind (illustration by Mario Torero, muralist, teacher, poet)

- The Wheels of Hate
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- The Wheels of the Bus go round and round, round and round, round and round
- The Wheels of the Bus go round and round, all day long.
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- The Wheels of Hate go round and round, round and round, round and round
- The Wheels of Hate go round and round all day long.
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- The Wheels of Hate put niggers in the back of the bus, niggers in back of the bus,
- Niggers in back of the bus!
- The Wheels of Hate put the niggers in the back of the bus
- Until we said: No Fucking More!
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- The Wheels of Hate go round and round, round and round, round and round
- The Wheels of Hate go round and round all fucking day.
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- The wheels of the hate touched up the woman, touched up your woman, touched up our women
- The Wheels of Hate touched up all women until they said: NO MORE, YOU DICKS!
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- The Wheels of Hate exploited the Latino, exploited the Latino, exploited the Latino
- The Wheels of Hate exploited the Latino until we made the union strong.
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- The Wheels of Hate burnt all the Jews, burnt all the Jews, burnt all the Jews
- The Wheels of Hate burnt all the Jews and now burn the skins of the schoolchildren of Gaza.
- Those same Wheels. . .
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- Ohhh, the Wheels of Hate dug all the Killing Fields, dug the Killing Fields, dug the Killing Fields
- The Wheels of Hate dug the Killing Fields until there was nobody left to kill.
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- The Wheels of Hate beat the Muslim woman, beat the Muslim woman, beat the Muslim woman
- The Wheels of Hate beat the Muslim woman because she covered her face.
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- Yes, the Wheels of Hate took me for a fool, took me for a fool, took me for a fool.
- The Wheels of Hate took me for a fool until I said:
- Enough is Enough!
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- The Wheels of Hate make us all hate each other, all hate each other, all hate each other.
- The Wheels of Hate make us all suspect each other because this way we are easier to rule.
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- The Wheels of Hate go round and round, round and round, round and round.
- The Wheels of Hate go round and round until we make them . . .
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- STOP!

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This entry was posted on October 29, 2014 by igorgoldkind. It was filed under Americana, anarchy, Igor Goldkind, Latino Art, Mario Torero, poetry and was tagged with Igor Goldkind, Mario Torero, Murals, New Poetry, poetry.
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