The Un In New York Oct 2nd 2012
THE UN IN NEW YORK OCT 2ND 2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
The unstable near-east conditions of revolutions,
And building nuclear bombs where the UN has no solutions,
Where diplomatic relations are out of control to no avail,
Have we all gone mad and will this terrible attitude prevail?
Where one civil war can cause thousands to be bombed or shot dead,
And the impotent Security Council has veto-voting heads,
Pretending to be concerned about global human rights,
But not where there's civil war and revolutionary fights.
Though they talk constantly about reform but nothing is done,
Then bow to political correctness but they're having fun,
In a big glass fancy building in downtown New York,
Not that far away from the peaceful and beautiful Central Park.
OCT 2ND,2012
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The UN has lost it Oct 3rd,2012
The UN has lost it Oct 3rd,2012
By
James Bredin
If we pulled out of the UN; who would care and who would know?
Most of the time, it appears to be no more than a game show,
Where despot dictators can put on an international display,
And pretend that they are the good guys that we should never betray.
They refused to let us into on their Security Council crowd,
Did this decision make them feel better and much more proud?
I realize all politicians want a UN appointment there,
Another reason to get away from the whole UN affair.
After being banned from their Security Council; how low can we go?
Should we tell them we're leaving or should we just walk away slow?
See if they even care or even know that we have gone,
The many despot dictators continuing with their UN con.
Oct 3rd 2012
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Human Rights Violations
Human rights violations continue to plague the UN,
But their Human Rights Council is not bothered now, nor was it then,
As they publish serious distortion of actual events,
Their gang rapes goings on over there were people live in tents.
Despite some of their friends being involved in genocide - no report,
Even after being indicted by the International Criminal Court,
The whole UN and their Human Rights Council seem corrupt,
Canada’s forbidden entry to their Council was fierce and abrupt.
Their bent press releases are unadulterated propaganda,
We should pull out of their glass building, their wars, and their agenda,
These suggestions are unacceptable at the UN, I know,
But why should our democracy receive blow after blow?
Oct 21st,2010
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Hurricane Sandy Nov 5th,2012
HURRICANE SANDY Nov 5th,2012
By
James Bredin
The northeast coast just got hit by hurricane Sandy at night,
And New York City just got one hell of an awful fright,
Houses, subways and taxis flooded and in distress,
Hospitals vacated without power and all on TV and in the press.
Many houses burned to the ground in New Jersey and power gone,
Many relatives drowned and we can't tell what's going on,
An extremely sad affair with the subway closed down,
And gas stations out of gas and can't get up or downtown.
And all this in the middle of a presidential election,
In an area that truly needs lots of protection,
I think we need to build some dykes in case it happens again,
And the subway has to have a proper working drain.
Nov 5th,2012
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The Un Seems To Be In A Mess
The UN seems to have gone from bad to worse in recent years,
Screaming about human rights in their agitated fears,
But everything is bent in an anti Semitic direction,
Their Durban II and their Durban III in dark reflection.
And that’s not all; an odd group seems to have taken complete control,
And now it seems that the UN has a complete biased role?
And what’s next in their weird schedule of Durban III events?
And what can normal people and countries do to circumvent?
How much influence does New York City have on that now weird place?
Because that glass building is turning into a downright disgrace,
Does anyone ever investigate what’s going on in there?
Or has it reached a point so low that nobody really cares?
Jan 8th,2011
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A Sinner... Dec 5th,2012
A SINNER … DEC 5TH,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
Why can't we get death-with-dignity from our politicians?
Are they too busy in their high political positions?
Should we even care as we approach the time of our deaths?
And the times when we eventually take our last breathe?
Have the churches pronounced DWD to be a mortal sin?
How can we counteract this so that we can win-win?
Did poor Sue Rodriguez get a slap in the face before she died?
That Insite drug-addict clinic in Vancouver; who did decide?
Why is all this, such an untouchable political affair?
Do the churches have more rights because they say some prayers?
Is it possible that reading these poems could be a sin?
We need binding referendums but where do we begin?
DEC 5TH,2012
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Forbidden Death with Dignity July 28th,2012
FORBIDDEN DEATH WITH DIGNITY July 28th 2012
By
James Bredin
Death with dignity should not be too difficult to impose,
No need for a referendum and just see how it goes,
And those who oppose it will just have to shut up and learn,
Like now; those of us who want it have to shut up and yearn.
Because our politicians will not arrange this anytime soon,
From binding referendums and mandatory voting, we're immune,
All party politicians have been told by their party bosses,
You can't like these things or it might be your political losses.
That's why nothing is done for voting or death in this regard,
A party politician could loose his job and his party card,
Sue Rodriguez could not get death with dignity when she tried,
She was refused, with painful Lou Gehrig's disease and then she died.
But this is real and this is now and we are still alive and here,
And without referendums or political input; should we fear?
Media moguls tell us that there is no need to complain,
This is the way things are and this is how they will remain.
July 28th,2012
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If
IF
BY
JAMES BREDIN AUG 9TH,2012
If we had binding referendums like the Swiss have had for years,
Could we maybe interrupt some useless political careers?
Or maybe proportional representation or a plebiscite,
Unfortunately Ottawa aristocrats don't have this appetite.
If we could eventually elect senators or judges?
Could we show that the system doesn't run on hidden grudges?
If we were finally allowed death with dignity?
Could we wish them well as we die without pain or indignity?
If they finally brought down mandatory voting for us,
Or a twenty dollar fine at tax time more or less,
If constituents had recall allowed of their own politician,
Am I getting ahead of myself or is this just superstition?
AUG 9TH,2012
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Disappointment X 10 ... Nov 24th,2012
DISAPPOINTMENT x 10 ... Nov 24th,2012
By
James Bredin
We elected the Conservatives and threw the Liberals out,
Expecting our new politicians knew what change was about,
Unfortunately, we're only getting more of the same,
Or has Brian Mulroney returned - he of the GST shame?
No referendums or proportional representation on the board.
Just another disappointment when we thought we had scored
Therefore compulsory voting will never be even discussed,
And they look at death-with-dignity with absolute disgust.
The changes we expected; disappeared quickly into thin air,
They have their own secret agenda in our political affairs.
If they were Liberals, we could understand but they're not,
It looks like, the changes we expected will amount to squat.
Nov 24th,2012
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When Will I Die?
When Will You and I Die? July 9th,2012
By
James Bredin
I am concerned about the schedule of my upcoming death,
What day, what week, what month, what year, will I take my last breath?
And poor Sue Rodriguez; how she was treated before she died,
Our government did nothing as if they couldn't decide.
It's was a graphic demonstration of our attitude to death,
As if death can be avoided and all we have to do is forget,
Therefore something is wrong that our leadership should put right,
Or maybe someone in Ottawa should just turn on the light.
Eventually you and I will be part of our history,
But how we get there from here, is still a bit of a mystery,
We are going to die, and maybe in great screaming pain,
But with euthanasia, we could avoid the pain and don't complain.
July 9th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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A Heart In New York
New york
To your tall skyline I come
Flying in from london
To your door
New york
Lookin down on central park
Where they say you should not wander
After dark
New york
Like a scene from all those movies
But youre real enough to me
But theres a heart
A heart that lives in new york
A heart in new york
A rose on the street
I write my song to that city heartbeat
A heart in new york
Love in her eye
An open door and a friend for the night
New york
You got money on your mind
And my words dont make a dimes
Worth a difference
So heres to you new york
New york
Now my plane is touching down
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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New York Woman
It was getting dark in a snow-covered park,
I thought I saw you smiling.
You left town to marry a texas millionaire,
I wonder how you are doing.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I love you.
I heard him on the air discussing world affairs,
And something about his global vision.
Thats when I wondered if you made the right decision,
I want to know what youre thinking.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I miss you.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I miss you.
I miss you,
I miss you,
I miss you,
I miss you, my friend.
I miss you,
Oh, I miss you,
Oh, I miss you,
Oh, I miss you.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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New York Woman
It was getting dark in a snow-covered park,
I thought I saw you smiling.
You left town to marry a texas millionaire,
I wonder how you are doing.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I love you.
I heard him on the air discussing world affairs,
And something about his global vision.
Thats when I wondered if you made the right decision,
I want to know what youre thinking.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I miss you.
You were a new york woman,
New york woman,
New york woman,
I miss you.
I miss you,
I miss you,
I miss you,
I miss you, my friend.
I miss you,
Oh, I miss you,
Oh, I miss you,
Oh, I miss you.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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New League Of Nations Oct 10th,2012
NEW LEAGUE OF NATIONS OCT 10TH,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
It seems that dictators are okay if they are way over there,
The majority of these despot dictators are already millionaires,
And some may even be on the Security Council of the UN,
How high can they go in that phony place, these so called wise men?
If they are going to have a war over there, it should be small,
A loud battle on a field beside some old castle wall,
Do some killing and shouting and screaming and then go home,
Declare victory and write another song and another poem.
Then go to the UN and each side make a victory speech,
And claim that the other side should be UN impeached,
Because the UN has gone the way of the old League of Nations,
Like the UN, they couldn't stop wars or constant allegations.
Oct 10th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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Can Canadians Do It Oct 25th,2012
CAN CANADIANS DO IT? Oct 25th,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
Where do we get politicians with their feet on the ground?
Who think Canadian and are not completely party bound.
Who think death with dignity and not the abortion clinic,
Politicians we can believe in and is not the usual cynic.
Because they're into human rights and Trudeau's constitution,
And no capital punishment, lethal-injection or execution,
Soft judges and parole boards that almost empty the jails,
Or any left-wing ideas, notions or rules that prevail.
And then it gets worse because media moguls think it's great,
Or a new drug-addict Insite free clinic without much debate,
Where judges are appointed from very secret lists,
Governor generals too so our new aristocrats persist.
Oct 25th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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Seams In Their Stockings July 7th,2012
SEAMS IN THEIR STOCKINGS July 7th,2012
By
James Bredin
In the middle of the Twentieth Century there was a time,
We didn't have much money - sometimes not even a dime,
I still see those old girls at the Town Center now and then,
They don't recognize me with a big gray beard, again and again.
Many of those ladies who wore seams in their stocking are now old,
They nearly drove me mad back then, as they walked to and fro,
But somewhere along the way, I myself turned into an old man,
Was that in Toronto, Halifax, New York or Newfoundland?
But that was long ago before their hair turned white and cut short,
And I was much younger then and more inclined to cavort,
But I still miss those seams and wish they could come back once more,
While this old man could still watch from a distance just like before.
July 12th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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The New Inner-City Slave Plantation
The now-a-day slave or labor force
The ruling-class determines the course
The political master’s pastor contorts
Politics and policy aborts
The new inner city slave-plantation
Human and civil rights violation with extreme taxation
Work like a blind jackass
Support and finance the ruling class
Being bi-partisan-just a mask
Cultured career criminals civilizing crass
The new inner city slave-plantation
Human and civil rights violation with extreme taxation
The political engineers of The Greater Good own
The inner city war-zone
The psychotropic drug sets the tone
Slavery as the new world order is the throne
The new inner city slave-plantation
Human and civil rights violation with extreme taxation
Multi-tasking a labor saving device
Freedom of movement has no right
Monopolized government enslaved all might
The inner city slave- plantation private and prime
Real estate blight
The new inner city slave-plantation
Human and civil rights violation with extreme taxation
The thirteenth amendment of the constitution
On the inner city slave-plantation no social, no economical,
No educational, no political absolution
On the inner city slave-plantation, indentured servants,
Chattel slaves, still considered Black Gold
By the God Fearing slave codes used to control
The new inner city slave-plantation
Human and civil rights violation with extreme taxation
On the new inner city slave-plantation
The American Flag can not wave
Even Democracy is revered as a Black Slave
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The Un and Us Election Nov 2nd,2012
The offensive UN wants to monitor the US election,
They have little groups that may want to make corrections,
They are mostly from dictatorships where bent elections are the norm,
And now they want the US democracy to conform.
They were established to more or less keep peace in the world,
They don't seem to do anything anywhere except in their underworld,
Can't stop those Near-East religious wars or organized crime,
How long have they been doing this? - An awful long time.
Could that UN glass building in New York be closed down?
For at least for a couple of years till they come back around?
They have become a form of madness that we can't recognize,
We have to be politically correct and cannot Americanize.
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Central Park N West
(ian hunter)
The gulf and western garbage
Just aint the prettiest smell
When youre sleeping on the 4th floor up
Its like a living hell
New yorks finest rounding up the bums
The firemen get no rest,
And ambulances signal death, on central park n west.
Now there aint no sheets upon my bed,
Just a mattress and some wine.
The rain is pouring through the night
And Im glad my life is mine.
When frank carillo plays guitar
Trying to get it off his chest.
He gets the words he needs tonight
On central park n west.
And I think, I think, I think, I think, I think its the best,
When Im locked in the middle of new york city on central park n west
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know its a mess,
But youve got to be crazy to live in the city, and new york citys the best.
And we all want just someone just like me
In the city we call home.
She leaves me sometimes when I write,
cause I write better on my own.
Bag ladies take my dollars)
Put my conscience to the test.
But waitresses give me coffee free
On central park n west.
So sing soul woman, sing the songs)
Its time to sing them now.
Im getting more than high from hearin em
Dont sing them quiet, sing them loud.
For you sang with the best of them
But now youre just a guest.
I tell you well get a hotel room
On central park n west.
cause I think, I think, I think, I think, I think its the best,
When Im locked in the middle of new york city on central park n west
And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know its a mess,
But youve got to be crazy to live in the city, and new york citys the best.
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, oh yeah.
I think, I think, I think, I think, I think its the best,
When Im locked in the middle of new york city on central park n west.
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know its a mess,
But youve got to be crazy to live in the city, and new york citys the best.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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Propositions, Referendums and Canadians
The US has referendums and propositions which we don’t,
Ottawa politicians have been asked to allow them but they wont,
Reason enough why less than half Canadians bother to vote,
And why establishment Ottawa politicians can gloat.
Canadians have long been brainwashed and trained not to think,
And have been told that certain political subjects might stink,
Human rights and multiculturalism is the way to go,
Politically correct so all Canadians should know.
Canadians are not allowed to go and arrange to die,
No euthanasia or death with dignity and we don’t know why,
Blacklisted from being in the UN Security Council crowd,
By weird UN bought members who all feel so pompously proud.
New York has been too lenient with the pompous UN crowd,
Many of them terrorist dictatorships screaming out loud,
Where they can get their communist or strange propaganda heard,
And any normal UN stuff can be postponed and deferred.
Nov 24th,2010
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I got out of the Army - in my world - I came to New York, for instance, when the civil rights movement was just beginning, and that created a certain energy, a certain rumble, a certain impetus for black actors.
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