One of The Disgraced I'm A American
Debt we love it
As the world bankers we have become part it
Borrowed money just disappears into thin air
Don't worry will just print out more
No matter the effect it has on us
We are human beings too.
You as the leaders of society have fell through
Like a broken promise
We have been lied too
And now were told to keeping smiling
All the while resources are running out
And the rich are ducking out
Why all the doubt
Why are you suddenly losing faith
Do you know something we don't
Then do tell why don't you
Instead of acting so confused
At least we have excuse
Back door deals
Monopolies to big to fail
An I exhale are you for real.
A 14 trillion dollar debt and that's changing thing's
Different faces playing the same game
How can we screw the American slaves today
How much do you really think it will take
Even if you remove it from the spot light
We still all know it's their and it's only getting worse
Here let me speak to whom does the budget for you
2 + 2 = 4 and not no more
What the hell is wrong with you
You don't have clue
Everyone is angry at us
And it because of you, and the things you do
Well the jokes on you cause we will no longer defend a name so full of shame
I use to be of the proud and the brave
Now I just feel used
One Of The Disgraced I'm A American
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Adjusting American Credit Ratings
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US faulting
on debt
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higher internet
rates 4 money rejecting
big business spending
cuts
but
American mega
rich are exempt
from all taxes pending
just raise debt ceiling
it's
been raised spending
countless times infesting
poor people's pockets
political leadership whims
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of hand finances
American magic markers
erases 4 trillions
in American gross debt
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Written in July 2011 on the 5.7.2011.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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American Dream
I used to see you on every t.v.
Your smiling face looked back at me.
I used to see you on every t.v.
Your smiling face looked back at me.
Then they caught you with the girl next door,
Peoples money piled on the floor,
Accusations that you try to deny,
Revelations and rumors begin to fly.
Now you think about reaching out
Maybe get some help from above.
Now you think about reaching out
Maybe get some help from above.
Reporters crowd around your house.
Going through your garbage like a pack of hounds,
Speculating what they may find out,
It dont matter now, youre all washed up.
You wake up in the middle of the night.
Your sheets are wet and your face is white,
You tried to make a good thing last,
How could something so good, go bad, so fast?
American dream, american dream
American dream, american dream.
Dont know when things went wrong,
Might have been when you were young and strong.
Dont know when things went wrong,
Might have been when you were young and strong.
Reporters crowd around your house.
Going through your garbage like a pack of hounds,
Speculating what they may find out,
It dont matter now, youre all washed up.
Dont know when things went wrong,
Might have been when you were young and strong.
American dream, american dream.
Dont know when things went wrong,
Might have been when you were young and strong.
American dream, american dream.
song performed by by Neil Young
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Chasin' the wind
A promise is….
Something fated to be broken
A wave upon the shore
Silence broken by burst balloon
Reverie rent by rap upon the door
A promise …so very hard to keep
A pledge… so wafer thin
A promise is…a due. but unpaid debt
While still kept…A yet uncommitted sin
And no matter how hard it tis to keep
Resolve slips thru’ cracks e’er so thin
As well as you might try
To keep from breaking a promise (for most)
You might just as well be…
chasing the wind
poem by David Whalen
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Mr. Obama denounced the $2.3 trillion added to the national debt on Mr. Bush's watch as ""deficits as far as the eye can see."" But Mr. Obama's budget adds $9.3 trillion to the debt over the next 10 years. What happened to Obama the deficit hawk?
Dictatorships Exclusive
dictatorships
pyramid exclusive privilege
restricted rights
restricted benefits
streamlined American debt
states are bankrupt?
good common citizens
ordinary noble Americans
pay debt in sold skins
George W Bush
robbed American poor
who had to pay taxes
exempted wealth all
his buddy mega rich mates
who as his supporters
fund contributors
were apex tax exempt
paid no tax at all?
for a haven period
of several years
Barak reinstated
mega rich prime privilege
Barak Hussein Obama stepped
up illegal foreign wars
lied publicly because never closed
Guantanamo Bay as promised
bought troops home as promised
costly invasion inflation wars
crank up American blood debt
costly drone buzz missiles hit
over a million American
homes lost homes homes
the poor the middle class
suffer while wall street fraud
top bankers who were guilty
of mismanagement were bailed
out with tax payer dollars
again the fleeced poor paid
for errors of banker policy
rich and when poor protest
will they be swiftly beaten
down if dare march protest?
Say No To Torture?
Say No To Gitmo?
Say No To Barack?
Say No To Foreign Wars?
Say yes to bring home troops?
Say yes to American factories?
Say yes to fair taxes our homes?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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American Child
I was ten, I was thin,
I was playing first base
With a secondhand glove
And dirt on my face
In nowhere, Virginia
Who'd ever figure that kid in the yard
Would go very far
It was 419 Lakewood ,
had no silverspoons
Just an old beat up upright
that played out of tune
Now I'm singin' and living the life that I love
And when I count my blessings
I thank God I was an American child
An American child
'Cause dreams can grow wild
Born inside an American child
Seven pounds, three ounces,
She's got my nose
And she's into my heart as deep as it goes
With a promise that's more
Than just someone's last name
Anyone's equal, in late August came
An American child
An American child
'Cause dreams can grow wild
Born inside an American child
My grandfather would have been eighty today
But in '45 he fell down beside
An American child
An American child
Oh, an American child
'Cause dreams can grow wild born inside
An American child
song performed by by Phil Vassar
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After the $700 billion bailout, the trillion-dollar stimulus, and the massive budget bill with over 9,000 earmarks, many of you implored Washington to please stop spending money we don't have. But, instead of cutting, we saw an unprecedented explosion of government spending and debt, unlike anything we have seen in the history of our country.
quote by Michele Bachmann
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Diminishing In Effect
Isn't it odd,
That those losing jobs...
And valued things once possessed.
Are those more stressed,
About keeping up their appearances.
And pretensions that are diminishing in effect.
Few are concerned about realities to embrace.
Than they are about those impressions made.
And how to keep them in place.
And for many,
This is a traumatic undertaking.
That threatens their affectations.
'What am I going to do now?
Even the 'Joneses' next door have been foreclosed.
And my entire life,
Depended on their approval.'
Isn't it odd,
That those losing jobs...
And valued things once possessed.
Are those more stressed,
About keeping up their appearances.
And pretensions that are diminishing in effect.
And the only response one can expect from them to get,
Is a wish for an economic turn around...
To repeat those steps that got them into debt.
With a protection of those pretensions,
That are diminishing in effect.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The New American Way # 3
lets see.
you finance your multi-trillion dollar
wars 100% with China ... and leave
the burden of the debt for the
American taxpayer to pay.
meanwhile, you take the billions
(maybe trillions) of dollars profit
that you make on defense contracts,
etc ... and put it in your pockets.
i've only been in the business world
for about 25 years but i know.
(forgetting the moral and ethical
implications) as we say
here in the south:
'that dog dont hunt! '
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Overdraft In Overdrive
I got a letter this morning
My overdrafts in overdrive
They wanna know what Im gonna do about it
How Im proposing to survive
Stay alive stay alive oooh
They want the money
So I work and work and work ......
Theyre making me roast
The cheques in the post
You neednt worry worry worry....
You hit the roof when Im on the floor
Did I ever let you down before
I got a letter from my broker
He say he broker than me
My silver mine has tarnished over
Im on the road to tragedy
Help me, help me, oooooh
I need the money
So I work and work and work.....
Im deeper in debt, Im covered in sweat
You make me worry, worry, worry....
This nightmares giving me the shakes
Hope I wake and find its all a mistake
I started with nothing, and worked my way down
I know the things that I do, they mystify you
Its a strange way of living
But I like playing with fire
Im always walking the wire
And when the tightrope snaps
Youll see my world collapse
I got a letter this morning
Must be my lucky day
Seems Ive inherited a fortune
Rich uncle sam passed away, away, away, ooooh
Im in the money
No more work and work and work.....
My bankers aghast, Im dripping with cash
No need to worry, worry, worry.....
You need an angel to survive
An overdraft in overdrive
song performed by by 10 Cc
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American Pride
(Throughout the singing of this song there is continuous
background of announcements about 9-11 incident by
goverment leaders and announcers)
American pride something you feel inside
Something you can't describe American pride.
Dad said, Son I'm proud you won
But the game is more than any toy
Mama said, Now Son say sir and say ma'am
And be proud you're southern born
You play when you're hurt and you work when you're tired
'Cause that was Grandpa's way
And the biscuits are better at Granny's house
And the gravy taste great all day.
American pride yes it is something you feel inside
Something you can't describe, something you cannot hide
American pride something you feel inside
Traditions run deep and wide with American pride.
When a baby is born we all celebrate
With tears of joy in family eyes
'Cause we all know the baby
Will grow up with American pride
Yeah. we work and we play and we have our own ways
And we don't all look alike
But if the cause is right we stand up and fight
To protect our American pride.
Sing it, sing it, sing it.
American pride yes it is something you feel inside
It's something you can't describe,
Yt's something you can't hide
American pride, something you feel inside
Traditions run deep and wide with American pride.
With American pride, it's American pride...
song performed by by Alabama
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Go Back To Hell
Mystic rainbows - in the night
Flashing colours - shining bright
Cant you see me - in the dark
Feel a heat wave - of a spark
If youre fighting the world just beware of the knives in your back
When you need to defend then you know that its best to attack
See the light - feel the pain - and youre going insane
Go back to hell - go back to hell
To the sight of mystic light youve seen before
Go back to hell - go back to hell
Where the dead are always knocking at your door
Feel so lonely - far away
Eat your heart out - time to pray
Moving faster - to the flames
And Im playing - all the games
If youre fighting the world just beware of the knives in your back
When you need to defend then you know that its best to attack
See the light - feel the pain - and youre going insane
Go back to hell - go back to hell
To the sight of mystic light youve seen before
Go back to hell - go back to hell
Where the dead are always knocking at your door
Go back to hell - go back to hell
To the sight of mystic light youve seen before
Go back to hell - go back to hell
Where the dead are always knocking at your door...
song performed by by U. D. O.
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Screw It All
Screw the World
Screw my friends
Screw the lies that never end
Screw my mom
Screw my dad
Screw the way I feel sad
Screw my teachers
Screw my school
Screw the life of one man's rule
Screw my clothes
Screw my nose
All it is is a fake pose
Screw my body
Screw my face
Screw all the parts below my waist
Screw your life
And Screw mine
Screw the rich who drink and dine
Screw the poor
Screw the sick
All it is is a load of gick
Screw my money
Screw my car
Oh my God, I'm so sick of it all!
poem by Artemis Zeus
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A Gray Area
a gray area exists when the light dulls &
when it begins to tint this way
we run frantic, like the unluckiest chicken on the
farm,
who’s up next for a beheading-
like roaches scampering from a dry place to a damp one &
though the light is craved by many
the reality is that so many more live in the darkness
wishing, wanting & waiting
for a chance to walk into the gray
with that almost seemingly impossible notion that
the light on the other side
may be open to one more
occupant.
crossing through the gray area requires a better hand
than one is born with,
if one wasn’t born with the silver spoon-
it requires those things found necessary to survive
under the man’s pressing thumb
it requires money, ultimately &
in the disease ridden system
which breathes in dollar bills (for now)
in order to get it,
there are a series of steps perpetuated by the old money &
updated, supported & thrust upon the rest of us by the
new money-
so that if you stay in school &
if you do well in school &
if you apply to college &
you get into that college &
you don’t dropp out from that college &
you do well in that college &
you apply to a grad school, or a med school or a
law school &
you do get into that school &
you do well in that school &
you come out of that school all the better,
you are supposed to be well equipped to
get a job whose pay will correspond to all the years spent
going in & out of schools
keeping your brain to the metal &
putting anything else in your life on hold
until you are ready to make that paper in the
“real world.”
but when all your academic struggle is over,
you still have all the debt you accrued while
dreaming
that one day you’d be able to pay it all off,
that one day,
you’d be able to walk through that gray area
from dark to light &
thrive,
like the good capitalist empire has
promised-
in fact, if you have traveled from other countries
believing all the images & stories
from exported american films,
you are in even more dire straits,
for the inability to get a job &
pay off all the debt,
might mean dragging yourself back to your
native country,
now, with a debt the size of jupiter &
nothing but disappointment in the eyes of
all the people who put their beliefs in you
when you decided to move to
“the land of the free.”
staring in the mirror
said individual finds themselves stating out loud
(as if anyone was listening)
that “had i known things were going to end up like this,
i never would have tried so hard.”
poem by Andrew Delapruch
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All American Girl
Skin tight soul delight
Changing her life for another
She dreams magazines
Sees herself on the cover
Anything anytime anywhere
Its fitting in that matters
Faithfully she believes in the look he wants to know better
She knows what she wants
Shes an all american girl
She knows what she needs
Shes a sold american girl
She knows what she knows
Shes an all american girl
She does what she does
Shes an all american girl
Sold american
Shes got a double bubble with a bossanova back
Shes a real hot pepper and I like it like that
Its all right you dont have to change your way
Youre all right Im hoping the best part stays
She knows what she wants
Shes an all american girl
She knows what she needs
Shes a sold american girl
She knows what she knows
Shes an all american girl
She does what she does
Shes an all american girl
Sold american
Street smart close to the heart gotta be real
More than the clothes you wear
You know what youve got look to your heart
You carry your history there
song performed by by Hall & Oates
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This debt crisis coming to our country. The wall and tidal wave of debt that is befalling our nation. Medicare and Social Security go bankrupt within ten years, we have a debt that is looming so high that in the last year of President Obama's budget just the interest payments on our debt is $916 billion dollars.
Painting In The Woods
HOPE, PEACE, FAITH, LOVE
We can never have enough
Tired of life getting me down
Looking lost was all I found
Everything around me gray
But I saw HOPE today
Walking down the street
Pavement kisses barefoot feet
Left with nothing to say
But I felt PEACE today
Didn't know where to begin
I knew I was full of sin
Somehow I was saved
I found FAITH today
I hugged my kids
And a goodbye kiss
Tomorrow will be a better day
But I held LOVE today
FEAR, GREED, DEBT, PAIN
How do we stop this game
Saw a man on the news
Kids dying from abuse
Never nothing good to say
Too much FEAR today
The whole world is going nuts
Politics are all corrupt
Every man wants to have his way
So much GREED today
No jobs equals no work
Is this a cosmic joke?
Too many bills we can't pay
Everyone is in DEBT today
Too much excess all around
We need to reach a common ground
There has to be a better way
There's too much PAIN today
My son, Jason, came up with the concept and title for this one. Thank you my little genius!
poem by Melissa Cambronero
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The History Of Tomorrow
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of light
By dumping us in the dark with pits everywhere
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of food
By asking us to chop several fire-woods to heat up a pot full of stones
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of job creation
By making us slaves on our own soil
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of education
By dumping us in dilapidated buildings without teachers
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of accountability
By looting our treasury and asking us for yet another term in office
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our leaders fulfilled a promise of safety
By leaving pot holes large enough to swallow countless accident victims on our roads
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of how our bows and arrows
Would secure our future
I want to tell you the history of tomorrow
It’s the history of a country, a country with countless heroes
It’s the history of a country, a country with countless robbers
Robbers with fame
Robbers without shame
Robbers that we would roast with flame
© Adegbenro Adekunle Jacob
Tomorrow’s history is today. All world leaders must make real democracy work. They must be selfless. We must not wait until there is horror and terror before we learn. Nigerian leaders must shun CORRUPTION.
poem by Adegbenro Adekunle
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My American Dream
Author unknown (sung by dan peek)
Found on heard.
I always thought that I wanted a long, new, shiny cadillac
That a real man wears five hundred dollar suits upon his back
I always thought that I needed a big, old house with a million dollar view
But baby, since we fell in love, all I needed is you
Waking up (waking up) to my american dream
Shes a long haired, blue eyed, country girl
Shes better than a fantasy
Waking up (waking up) to my american dream
And I would not trade the whole wide world
For what she means to me
Shes pretty as the moonlight on the gulf of mexico
And her heart is pure and true as any california gold
I put her on a pedastel like lady liberty
Know there is no finer girl from sea to shining sea
Im waking up (waking up) to my american dream
Shes a long haired, blue eyed, country girl
Shes better than a fantasy
Waking up (waking up) to my american dream
And I would not trade the whole wide world
For what she means to me
Waking up (waking up) to my american dream
Shes a real live, blue eyed, country girl
The best thing Ive ever seen
And I would not trade the whole wide world
For what she means to me
Im waking up (waking up) to my american dream
Im waking up (Im waking up) to my american dream
song performed by by America
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American Girls
You can see her walking down on the city street, the American girl
She's got the passion in her eyes, she's got the blush on her cheeks
The American girl
I love to watch her move, her body sways
She whispers, then she laughs, did you hear what she said
I wanna know if she's talkin' 'bout me, doing things her daddy can't see
Chorus:
The American girl, out in the dark, she's looking for love, oh oh
The American girl, she breaks hearts, but that's not enough
She's such a mystery to me
Love is full of intriguein', full of vulgar mystique, the American girl
She's got the promise in the night, the romance in the back seat
The American girl
I love to watch her move, her body sways
She whispers, then she laughs, did you hear what she says
I wanna know if she's talkin' 'bout me, doing things her daddy can't see
chorus
And she stares of herself in the harsh white light
And she draws in her cheeks just like a model
So unsure of herself in the big wide world, the American girl
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song performed by by Rick Springfield
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