Tin Cans : The lives they heldAcross the coast In LA county Above some unnamed lot The dust of death is in the air (and it chokes your silence)Tin Cans : The lives they held
Dust of the dead
And their unamed bones Were sent to the ovens In cardboard coffins Laid to rest In unmarked tin cans till their day came.
The day when they would be shipped off To that unnamed lot. And dumped by the dark colored men In light colored jump suits.
Some are tossed, To their pit,(still of six foot, of course) In bags. Many are politely poured In to their mass grave.
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