Poem -

Aviators

Aviators

Family business, family ties-
In the back woods of politics they hide-
aviators shade their black eyes
and the scared looks on their faces
these so-called "tough guys"
who get shook
when they actually see the bodies
on the posts they tie
set the fairy on the pyre-
as they wickedly watch the flames rise-
Another white cross,
another Faggot dies.
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