Karmic Revolution!
Reagon babies lying dead
on the Middle East sands....
oil battles there, even to
South America!
American workers stand in line
to buy the goods they lost jobs to...
bailing out the banks
with more borrowed money!
more Chevy's sold in China,
than are sold here!
Japan's Hiroshima cars
flood the market...
their kids stay in school,
their workers have jobs!
yet still whaling, and nuclear disaster!
terrorists steal planes,
or get elected to office....
trading clean water for oil,
and the profit is high!
the houses built by
the Hollywood president...
now stand vacant,
owned by banks that are owned!
and we stand in the street,
with nothing left to lose....
following in the footsteps
of our brothers and sisters...
in Epypt, in China, in Libya....
wherever they fight...
for freedom, equality, and a chance!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Deep Level Concern
deep level concern;
our own national parks
used as collateral
on loans from China!
water rights to the Great Lakes,
and other bodies of water here...
sold to China!
our jobs, Joe blue collar working
families.... sold to China!
our oil profiteer wars,
financed by China!
sleeping with the country
with the worst human rights record,
dancing with the devil!
and now, our own police forces
committing acts of violence
and oppression against Americans!
against American people protesting,
standing up for freedom and equality!
standing against the profiteers!
reacting the same way,
and with the same types of oppression,
as China!
our rights,
...our freedom,
......our dignity.
even our rights to work and survive....
sold to....
.....and even worse,
...........sold by!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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There Can Be No Freedom
there can be no freedom
when your own children are
going to bed hungry.....
when your workers stand
in jobless lines called by numbers,
not by names....
when your farms are taken
by the banks, and your tractors
sold at auction....
when your homes are foreclosed,
your small businesses shut down,
and they bail out the banks
with your retirement!
when your President stands by,
and does nothing,
as they beat, and terrorize your children....
when war after war the hole gets bigger,
and your thoughts and words are stolen!
there can be no freedom without change....
...no change unless we dare!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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America's workers face a battle for their jobs. They are the finest workers in the world. American workers grow, harvest, and mine some of the world's highest quality and most plentiful raw materials.
American workers won't be able to compete fairly for jobs until companies have to pay higher wages in countries like China and India.
quote by Andy Stern
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Foreclosure Packing
Vietnam era workers,
three bedroom brick,
and a basement...
laid off, sold off,
401k gone....
Buick in the drive,
repossessed!
foreclosure packing,
Kent State and Nixon,
Reagon's America....
financial moral collapse.
the smell of napalm lingers
in houses left empty!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Plight Of A Migrant Worker.
wake up in the morning
head out to look
for work
stand in the corner of
the street
waiting for cars passing by
to pick you up
and take you to veg
gardens
as a day labor,
I am that forgiven one
that you need me
when you can’t find
anyone
as I fulfill your greed
of cheap labor
when I am not required
anymore,
then you blame me
that I am a thief
stealing all the jobs
from a mythical
breed of workers
that no one has seen,
you treat me like a
pile of garbage
hire me and pay me
dirt cheap,
no human dignity for me
and many like me
you fill your coffers
on the sweat and blood
of me and my brothers
and sisters,
I don’t complain
as I have many
needs
filling the empty stomach
of my little ones,
and the old ones
you fulfill my needs
‘cause I can’t do it
without your greed,
that I so desperately
need to succeed
poem by Khalid Hameed
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G Twenty Governments Selected Victims
G Twenty governments
no job recovery policy
bail out bank debt cause
bail corruption banker case
British banker public misery
equals grand 20% British
youth discard unemployment
in Spain public sector workers
sit on privileges
minimum wage
fails to favour enjoy
G Twenty governments
deny poor workers fair wage
bankers stole GDP cake
leaving workers no crumbs
workers no rights to equality
no jobs future esteem utopia
no green policy
15% gain employment
2% of GNP equals
15% employment gain
2% less than bankers got
tax payers pay out banks
tax payers pay out privilege bank jobs
teachers nurses care givers sliced up
British pay cuts tightened target belts
GDP (abbreviation of) gross domestic product
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State Of The Union
President Obama,
your firm resolve
very admirable...
you preach your dream
for America with
light in your eyes...
you drew your line
in the sand...
but we your people
are still hurting...
we cannot feed our children
on dreams alone..
we need the body
to follow the heart.
bringing the soldiers home,
finally, keep them home!
should have been done
long ago!
jobs, jobs, jobs,
we need jobs...
fair pay with benefits.
fair taxation...
and yes, tax the rich!
all Americans, all colors
and creeds, must walk together,
hand in hand, for the future,
ours, and our childrens'.
the hand of the oil companies,
and the big banks,
needs to be removed!
justice the same for all,
both rich and poor
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Workers Of America
Workers of America shout long and loud
As we work together hard and proud
We are the ones that built this great country of ours
From the strain on our backs and our blisters and scars
We were the ones to clear the fields and lay the tracks
We are the ones to build the cities and break our backs
And we are the ones to sweat and bleed and die
As we built this great country, which no one can deny
We work the factories, and the stores and the mills
We dig the ditches and collect the garbage to pay our bills
We are the ones to work in the snow and in the heat of the sun
If it wasn't for us the workers, no work would ever be done
It wasn't the politicians or the judges who built this great land
But it was the workers of America as destiny had planned
Also we are the ones to fight the fires and all the wars
When our elected officials send us away to foreign shores
And we are the ones to feed the deprived and the needy
While the rich man cares for no one, but himself and the greedy
Without us the workers this land or any land would certainly fall
As we are the one that mixes the mortar and builds the wall
We pay the taxes to keep America's heart beating
And we are the ones to keep America always competing
Workers of America look up, as GOD gives us a nod
And listen to the past, as our forefathers do applaud.
Randy L. McClave
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President Bush has said that the ecomnomy is growing, that there are jobs out there. But you know, it's a long commute to China to get those jobs.
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Contradictions Make Good Business Relationships
They are more concerned,
About the origin of his birth.
The one who now leads...
With an attempt to clean up their dirt.
Than they are about the land they stand upon...
And purchased by foreigners.
Who do not speak their language.
And making no attempts to do it!
Even their ports have been sold and patrolled,
By those who wine and dine with so called enemies.
And yet,
There is a wish for the people to believe,
These contradictions make good business relationships.
And have nothing to do with a dwindling quality of life.
Or the perception of it!
As long as myths are kept hyped for experimental purposes.
'Yeah?
But what about the stock market? '
If it should plummet to the ground,
And stocks become worthless!
How much would you lose...
That the closing banks haven't taken already?
Afterall...
If President Obama had not been elected,
Would the choice be shambles over complete devastation?
Or is your preference civil disobedience...
With incompetence at its helm?
Even the attractions at Disney World are closing.
Is that the scent of drastic change in the air?
What would you call it?
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Where are the jobs going to come from?Small business, manufacturing and clean energy. Where's the money to finance them? The banks and the corporations in America today have lots of money that they can invest right now.
quote by Bill Clinton
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China (Ronson Vocal)
China, China, the evening's moving in
See you, soon now, the boat moves with the wind
China, China, I can see the harbour lights
Light your, fire, we'll be warm tonight
China, China, the thoughts drift from the sea
I'm dreaming, of you, wear your dress for me
China, China, the oceans on the wheel(?)
The seagulls flying lower now
China I can feel you by my side
Across the bay, across the Tyne
Can you hear me say
China, China, wear your hair down low
Lady, Lady, you're frozen to the bone
China, China, the catch was good today
The oilskins clinging to my back
And the lantern gently sways
Oh don't you cry, the kids to bed
Didn't mean the things I said
China, China, the years go rolling by
Laughter, sorrow, I will not make you cry
China, China, think before you speak
Always remember the ocean hauls as deep
And if I'm tired of feeling low
Don't let me sleep, you know
China, China, the men are on the quay
Drinking, smoking, talking quietly
The water's calmer now
All my work is done
So China, see ya.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Fight Back, “The Land Of The Rising Sun”
A combined attack of a major earthquake and tsunami – for any other country it would have been a major blow
But the country in question is Japan, which is known for not letting any disaster make its morale low.
“The Land Of The Rising Sun”, Japan managed to stand up from the shambles of Hiroshima bombing
It is a strong-willed nation, for which fighting back a disaster with grit is not a new thing.
History bears the proof of the determination and courage that the Japanese community personifies
And there is hardly any doubt that the great country will overcome the present disaster with aplomb and ease.
The entire world’s sympathy, love and wishes are with you - our beloved Japanese friends, brothers and sisters
Fight back with your natural courage, by displaying for the umpteenth time the indomitable spirit of the Japanese mass.
Your ancestors faced Hiroshima bombing, and constructed a new Japan from the rubble of that devastation
Repeat that valour of your ancestors, and prove once again the resilience and buoyancy of your great nation.
(I wrote this poem on 14th March 2011 following the devastating Tsunami and earthquake in Japan that shook the world) .
From Greece To Rome
we took the Greek ideal of democracy,
and built it on bloodied shores.
wearing the mask of white righteousness,
we destroyed all in our path,
and claimed the land for god and freedom.
we fueled it with African slaves,
bodies sold on the block.
we built the land of equality,
as long as you were male and white,
had money, or owned 'stolen' land!
finally, women took the right to vote,
but we urged them (god's will) ,
to stay home and bear children.
black people were emancipated
to 'colored only' restrooms,
and a seat at the back of the bus!
/to be continued/
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Dont Stand Another Chance
Standin at the edge of time bout to lose my mind
cause you try to take him away from me, I wont let it be
You just walk into my life and try to take away my only prize
But you better give credit cause his love is right here for me
You dont stand another chance
You dont stand another chance
You dont stand another chance
You dont stand another chance
He belongs to me, just wait and see
Take him in my arms, give him love, not too much of me
Nothin you can do or say to make him look your way
So you better give credit cause its gonna come walking my way
You dont stand another chance
You dont stand another chance (ohh)
You dont stand another chance (you dont stand baby)
You dont stand another chance (you dont stand)
You dont stand another chance
Sit and wait at home bout to leave me alone (I know baby)
Youll be with him when hes up, not down, to keep him on the ground
Let me tell you something, its true, hes not in love with you
So you better give credit cause its nothing coming down your way
You dont stand another chance (not a chance, baby)
You dont stand another chance (you dont stand, baby)
You dont stand another chance (baby) you dont stand another chance (you dont stand)
Well, you know somebodys gotta lose
We all cant win... maybe next time, okay
You guys are confusing
You dont stand another chance (you dont stand)
You dont stand another chance (you dont stand, baby)
You dont stand another chance (you dont stand, baby)
You dont stand another chance (another chance)
song performed by by Janet Jackson
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Clean-cut Kid
Everybodys asking why he couldnt adjust
Adjust to what, a dream that bust?
They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
Thats what they did
They said whats up is down, they said what isnt is
They put ideas in his head that he thought were his
They took a clean-cut kid
But they made a killer out him
Thats what they did
He was on the baseball team, he was in the marching band
When he was ten years old he had a watermelon stand
He was a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out of him
Thats what they did
He went to church on sunday, he was a boy scout
For his friends he would turn his pockets inside out
He was a clean-cut kid
But they made a killer out him
Thats what they did
They said, listen boy, youre just a pup
They sent to a napalm health spa to shape up
They gave him dope to smoke, drinks and pills,
A jeep to drive, blood to spill
They said congratulations you got what it takes.
They sent him back into the rat-race without any brakes
They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out him
Thats what they did
He bought the american dream but it put him in debt
Only game he could play was russian roulette
He drank coca-cola, he was eating wonder bread
He ate burger kings, he was well fed
He went to hollywood to see peter otoole
He stole a rolls royce and drove it in a swimming pool
They took a clean-cut kid
But they made a killer out of him
Thats what they did
He couldve sold insurance, owned a restaurant or a bar
He couldve been an accountant or a tennis star
He was wearing boxing gloves, he took a dive one day
Off the golden gate bridge into china bay
His mama walks the floor, his dadddy weeps and moans
They gotta sleep together in a home they dont own
They took a clean-cut kid
And made a killer out of him
Thats what they did
Everybodys asking why he didnt adjust
All he ever wanted was someone he could trust
They took his head and turned it inside out
He never did know what it was all about
He had a steady job, he joined the choir
He never did plan to walk the high wire
They took a clean-cut kid
And they made a killer out him
Thats what they did.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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United Front Song
And because a man is human
He'll want to eat, and thanks a lot
But talk can't take the place of meat
or fill an empty pot.
So left, two, three!
So left, two, three!
Comrade, there's a place for you.
Take your stand in the workers united front
For you are a worker too.
And because a man is human
he won't care for a kick in the face.
He doesn't want slaves under him
Or above him a ruling class.
So left, two, three!
So left, two, three!
Comrade, there's a place for you.
Take your stand in the workers united front
For you are a worker too.
And because a worker's a worker
No one else will bring him liberty.
It's nobody's work but the worker' own
To set the worker free.
So left, two, three!
So left, two, three!
Comrade, there's a place for you.
Take your stand in the workers united front
For you are a worker too.
poem by Bertolt Brecht
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Oh Mr. Bernanke!
Oh Mr. Bernanke
Are we going to have that Rate-cut today?
Aha, you are the candy-man
Could wave your wand
Make the dying Market stand.
Ah, but it ain’t working anymore
The Market is a falling man
Oh Mr. Bernanke
You wave your wand
But it’s fallen over the stands!
Oh Mr. Bernanke
Swayed the Market just your own way!
But banks aren’t making money
The cuts to them are one too many
Candy-man, the Market won’t stand!
Got my only heifer and sacrificed
At the altar of Dow and Nasdaq, paid a high price
The Dow, oh it fell through the Year’s low
Now here I come, Candy-man
Look through your store
We need something more!
poem by Dennisa Davidson
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Work
Work is what we have to do
to put food on the table
we work for years and years
that is until we are unable.
We are asked at school
what we want to be?
I remember telling the teacher
that I want to play football for Coventry.
There's all types of work to do
like in an office or a building site
if your lucky you can do sport
be a Boxer and get paid to fight.
But most of us don't do that
and often we do jobs that we hate
like working in a horrible factory
starting early and finishing late.
But some workers love their jobs
and rarely ever miss a day
they enjoy being there so much
they'd probably work for no pay.
Work is a big part of life
so best do something you like
earn vast amounts of money
buy a flash car instead of a bike.
So be happy wherever you work
no matter what job that may be
but most of us want to retire early
that's why we keep on doing the lottery!
poem by Kevin Halls
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