I would rather be politically dead than hypocritically immortalized.
quote by Davy Crockett
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Postmodern Light
If you don't support ‘progress’
You're not politically correct
Though often it is pure foulness
A perfect product of the imperfect.
If you believe in freedom
Yes, you're politically correct
But one's liberty is another's serfdom
Power in the hand of the elect.
If you're not a feminist
You're not politically correct
So do not swing your fist
Even when you are erect.
Your values and tradition
Are politically correct, perhaps,
If your divorces keep going on
Imbued with other family mishaps.
If you're not a ‘postmodern’
You're not politically correct
So just raise high your lantern
And irradiate for stage effect.
poem by Paul Hartal
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Politically Correct
If you sing out Baa Baa Blacksheep,
It will have a terrible effect,
Who tells us that this song is bad,
The Politically Correct.
Enter our country illegally,
Then show us no respect,
Will we send you straight back, no,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
We're told not to smack our children,
As their minds it will affect,
That is why they run amok,
Thanks,
The Politically Correct.
If you have a criminal mind,
Then join a violent sect,
We won't hold this against you,
We're,
Politically Correct.
If you break in to a house or bank,
Your booty to collect,
We'll put you up if you get caught,
That's,
Politically Correct.
If you're addicted to illegal drugs,
We'll rush in to protect,
We'll say you are a poor wee soul, why?
It's,
Politically Correct.
You can take cocaine and smoke your hash,
Illegal drugs you can inject,
We're not allowed to stop you because,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
If you say Shhhh! Black or White,
Then I'm afraid you can expect,
To be told you're out of order by,
The Politically Correct.
How dare you celebrate Christmas,
That's a time we must all reject,
All Christians are now redundant,
Who says?
The Politically Correct.
We must now rewrite our history,
Our past must now be checked,
We cannot say we won the war,
It's not,
Politically Correct.
Politicians the world over,
Have their fiddles go unchecked,
Why? Because they make the rules,
They're,
The Politically Correct.
Terrorists murder ever day,
On our system this does reflect,
Are we allowed to hang them, no,
We must be,
Politically Correct.
If we try to deport these murdering scum,
We're told we must not neglect,
The fact we're placing them in danger,
That's not,
Politically Correct.
If we hurt their feelings and make them cry,
We must forget those lives they wrecked,
Try to be understanding,
It's,
Politically Correct.
We spend millions on interpreters,
But we're not allowed to object,
We can't force them to speak our dialogue,
Say,
The Politically Correct.
The government now want to seek me out,
I know now that I must defect,
For what I've put in writing's not,
‘' Politically Correct''
Are Abortions Okay?
We've had three million abortions, statistics say
How many dead and dumped babies is that every day?
The abortions are bad enough but we can't see anything wrong,
As if tiny dead unborn babies really don't belong.
There are only a hundred and fifty abortions a day they say,
We are not allowed to know but; is everything okay?
We are all so politically correct that no one can object?
Can pregnant ladies do it, no matter what religion or sect?
There's something extremely wrong, though accepted here; I hate to say,
Regardless of what our appointed Supreme Court might say,
Why and when did we all become so politically correct?
With an unborn baby holocaust going on and can't be object.
poem by James Bredin
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Tribute Disproportionate
We read biography of living writers
same constantly repeated theme
'my favourite writers are...' then
listed iconic names immortalized
revered generations centuries
following final fallen interment
dead dead dead dead dead all
all dead shades passed on
yet in life unlike docile you
they had virile interaction
with living vibrant writers
in friendships esteemed
entrusting correspondence
creation hallowed personal
each caring supporting
others pulse contemporary
literary genius interacting
with creative artistic purpose
not ranting subserviently
totally engrossed in themes
past recognizing vital importance
relevant in spirit of age embodied
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The Obviousness Of Improprieties
Politically speaking,
How much correctness is left?
How much of it is there,
Yet to still be addressed?
And politically speaking...
Where are those willing to confess,
The business of their politics,
Whether right or left inspected...
Has spent too much time,
On addressing correctness.
A tremendous mess that has been left,
No longer impresses...
Those most affected,
By the obviousness of improprieties.
And,
Politically speaking...
Who is monitoring the effectiveness,
Shown to have been neglected.
And reflects upon a declining of a social etiquette.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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My role isn't to be politically smart. My role is to do what's right under the constitution. And if that's politically unpopular, so be it.
quote by Rose E. Bird
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Unless man is committed to the belief that all mankind are his brothers, then he labors in vain and hypocritically in the vineyards of equality.
quote by Adam Clayton Powell, Jr.
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Only a crisis — actual or perceived — produces real change. When that crisis occurs, the actions that are taken depend on the ideas that are lying around. That, I believe, is our basic function: to develop alternatives to existing policies, to keep them alive and available until the politically impossible becomes politically inevitable.
quote by Milton Friedman
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White Dicussion
I talk of freedom
you talk of the flag
I talk of revolution
you'd much rather brag
and as the decibels of this disenchanting
discourse continue to dampen the day
the coin flips again and again and again
and again as our sanity walks away
all this discussion
though politically correct
is dead beyond destruction
though it leaves me quite erect
and as the final sunset rolls behind the earth
and the clock is finally dead
I'll look at you, you'll look at me
and we'll cray a lot
but this will be what we said
this will be what we said
look where all this talking got us baby
song performed by by Live
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White, Discussion
I talk of freedom
You talk of the flag
I talk of revolution
Youd much rather brag
And as the decibels of this disenchanting
Discourse continue to dampen the day
The coin flips again and again, and again,
And again as our santity walks away
All this discussion
Though politically correct
Is dead beyond destruction
Though it leaves me quite erect
And as the final sunset rolls behind the earth
And the clock is finally dead
Ill look at you, youll look at me
And well cray alot
But this will be what we said
This will be what we said
Look where all this talking got us baby.
song performed by by Live
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We want a vernacular in art. No mere verbal or formal agreement, or dead level of uniformity but that comprehensive and harmonizing unity with individual variety which can be developed among people politically and socially free.
quote by Walter Crane
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We loved them now not
When they went, we felt sorry,
For them we were scared,
For us, they moved on,
Sacrificed for us,
Hypocritically we shouted,
‘’Heroes are here, they’re back’’,
Some in coffin,
Some injured,
Some mental retard ate,
Said waaoh for the group,
But alone we ignored them,
Become happy being safe,
But ooh! Poor son of soil,
Their value ended there,
After retirement they’re nothing.
poem by Dickson Mseti
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Ruler of Everything
It is past the hour we all realize,
No one on Earth lives to survive...
Immortalized.
We breathe to share the air,
Then die!
No one is born to be controlled,
From the time of birth until we grow old.
Or be ruled by those who dare to try!
With deceiving misguidance...
Applied to convince with blatant lies.
All of us live.
All of us die!
Many believe,
Death can be disguised.
Or from it we can hide!
This gift of life is given and allowed by,
Only One Deity we are here to please.
And only One Deity commands and oversees...
Who and what we all should be!
Whether in prayer upon our knees...
God is there,
And aware of our needs!
It is past the hour we all realize,
No one on Earth lives to survive...
Immortalized.
We breathe to share the air,
Then die!
All of us live.
All of us die!
Many believe,
Death can be disguised.
Or from it we can hide!
There is only One Deity.
One Ruler of Everything that is we see.
God is ALL.
God IS King!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All Dead, All Dead
Memories, my memories
How long can you stay
To haunt my days
She came without a farthing
A babe without a name
So much ado about nothing
Is what shed try to say
So much ado my lover
So many games we played
Through every fleeted summer
Through every precious day
All dead all dead
All the dreams we had
And I wonder why I still live on
All dead all dead
And alone Im spared
My sweeter half instead
All dead
And gone
All dead...
All dead all dead
At the rainbows end
And still I hear her own sweet song
All dead all dead
Take me back again
You know my little friends
All dead
And gone
All dead and gone
Her ways are always with me
I wander all the while
But please you must forgive me
I am old but still a child
All dead all dead
But I should not grieve
In time it comes to everyone
All dead all dead
But in hope I breathe
Of course I dont believe
Youre dead
And gone
All dead
And gone
song performed by by Queen
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Hypotheticodeductive
Hypocritically speaking,
I might have the right...
To voice my self righteousness.
However...
Does my ability,
To be hypotheticodeductive...
With charisma,
Afford the attention my abilities get...
To initiate conflict with a declared innocence?
As an inciting of a riot stirs?
And my skills to manipulate go ignored?
From my hypotheticodeductive point of view...
As expressed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Stop The Dead Guys Coming Home
Why should we be worked up about what happens way over there?
Far away on the other side of the globe where we can’t repair,
Dead guys coming back in coffins on the Highway of Heroes,
It seems obvious that the benefits amount to zeroes.
Media says we have a moral obligation to do this or that,
The politically correct say we can’t leave ‘cause we’re up to bat,
None of this makes much sense and it’s as expensive as hell,
Who’s running this wartime show - some very very strange cartel?
Why am I loosing faith with that guy looking back in the mirror?
Why are we stuck there for more years according to the emperor?
Is this a reason why we need binding referendums and soon?
Less dead guys on the Highway of Heroes by the next full moon.
Dec 8th,2010
poem by James Bredin
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Olympic runner sprints naked
laurel wreath crowns months training
amphora immortalized moment
haiku by Terence George Craddock
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National Monuments
Count not the cost of honour to the dead!
The tribute that a mighty nation pays
To those who loved her well in former days
Means more than gratitude for glories fled;
For every noble man that she hath bred,
Lives in the bronze and marble that we raise,
Immortalized by art's immortal praise,
To lead our sons as he our fathers led.
These monuments of manhood strong and high
Do more than forts or battle-ships to keep
Our dear-bought liberty. They fortify
The heart of youth with valour wise and deep;
They build eternal bulwarks, and command
Eternal strength to guard our native land.
poem by Henry Van Dyke
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Cursed By Trudeau's Charter Of Rights
Sleep-walking nation with soft-on-crime judges sitting on the bench,
Some are educated even bilingual in English and French,
But too many are politically correct to a fault,
The few that are real good never get a media exult.
Are prisoners given easy early release because of small jails?
Is this significant or should we is bother with details?
Why does the media believe that everything is fine?
It’s all politically correct and nothing in decline.
Unfortunately we are cursed they with Trudeau’s Charter of Rights,
Which politicians and the Supreme Court cannot rewrite.
At least, that’s what they say, which doesn’t seem correct
Is there such a thing as a dictator that we could elect?
Dec 26th 2010
poem by James Bredin
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Politically Correct Politicians Mar 12th 2011
If we had compulsory voting, we would eventually get there,
You are forbidden to think about this or even compare,
Our politicians just love the present first-past-the-post,
Where the combined opposition always have many more votes.
And folks who refuse or fail to vote should get a substantial fine,
On their next year’s tax return which they cannot refuse or decline,
And binding referendums should come up for compulsory debate,
Though the politically correct will always say it’s too late.
And our future deaths-with-dignity should also be discussed,
Assisted suicide will not disappear like a cloud of dust,
If they can do it in Oregon and Switzerland, why not here?
What do politically correct politicians have to fear?
Mar 12th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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