Diagnosis of our Times
What can you say of folk today
Who worship gods with feet of clay?
Their hearts are blind and their minds are numb
As they chew the nation's chewing-gum,
Enslaved by tabloids and T.V.
And the culture of Celebrity.
These people all are taken in
By words of reassuring spin
And politicians who expect
Them to be 'politically correct'.
They dream their pointless lives away
In an age of spiritual decay.
poem by John Thorkild Ellison
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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''
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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In The Age Of Celebrity Worship
In the age of celebrity worship our own small gods we do create
And mortals like ourselves in the flesh we worship and celebrate
People who are good at golf and tennis and various other games of ball
We give them their big egos though pride can come before a fall
We look up to wealthy people and those of privileged birth and give to politicians power
And in the presence of the dictator they've created a Nation's people cower
We give big egos to strangers people we may never meet
At the table that they dine at we will never have a seat
Yet the unsung heroes of our town we choose for to ignore
He is just an ordinary fellow the bloke who lives next door
But he helps his wheelchair bound neighbour without asking for reward or pay
And for someone in need in the neighbourhood he does a good deed every day
But we see him as an ordinary bloke and his praises are unsung
Many of our heroes are quite dashing and competitive and young.
poem by Francis Duggan
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In Thoughtless Self-centeredness
Outwardly admitted,
And within inner circles met.
No one is going to say how they feel,
To intimidate what is politically correct.
People have their hatreds.
And they are socially in effect.
Only blocked visions of those blind...
Can not visually observe,
The denials and the disrespect.
Reflected within one's placed footsteps.
All of us are affected.
Whether or not we accept regret.
Decay has been and is on the rise.
Lies spoken will not keep them,
From eyes that are opened...
To divisions kept.
The causes for insecurities,
Will always be in the minds of those displeased.
To initiate mental diseases without remedies.
If humanity does not actively seek peace...
To inflict upon those defenseless to increase peace,
Seen weakening minds as it decreases.
Havoc and chaos will become a way of life.
For all who believe one rule is right.
Or one kind of bird should take flight...
From one tree to land on one soil selected.
Where one people rule as they please?
One God will make One Choice and none other.
And that's to do away with all One God has made...
To end it for 'ALL' that breathes,
Selfishly.
Foolishly.
And in thoughtless self centeredness.
Outwardly admitted,
And within inner circles met.
No one is going to say how they feel,
To intimidate what is politically correct.
And if those who should survive,
One day in their discussions in retrospect.
The perception of being politically correct,
Will be reviewed as a defective aspect...
To those who regard truth as a normal pursuit,
To preserve their peace.
After ignorance has ceased to flourish.
And those of consciousness have it outlawed.
To nourish One Humanity as intended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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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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There is a strange hypocrisy preached by the politically correct fascists, aka, neo-McCarthyites, of the nation, who imagine themselves to be members of a progressive intelligentsia. In their minds, it is perfectly acceptable to denounce the residents of heartland states in the most vicious, pejorative, terms, e.g., hicks, rubes, inbreds, hillbillies, rednecks, bible thumpers, etc. However, in the minds of the bi-coastal intelligentsia, it is entirely unacceptable for those same heartland residents to cast analogous negative epithets upon those groups who constitute the new Tyranny of Minorities, e.g., LGBT, black supremacists, illegal aliens, Atheists, etc., all aiming to impose their norms upon the heartland. Membership within any minority does not grant special exemptions nor privileges and, most importantly, does not excuse any egregious lapses of social etiquette. Until the politically correct fascists learn to respect their own heartland neighbors, they best cease didactic, condescending, lectures about how they expect others to treat them.
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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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Can We Circumvent Trudeau's Charter Feb 13th,2011?
Trudeau’s Charter brought us multiculturalism in spades,
As the once proud Canadian culture is disregarded and fades,
As multiculturalism supports separate ghetto places,
Satellite dishes and Trudeau’s Charter right in our faces.
Can’t encourage amalgamation because they will not elect,
A politician who might appear to be not politically correct,
With “EVERYONE” in the world coming here to claim Charter rights,
Politically correct politicians pretend that this is a great delight.
We could circumvent Trudeau’s Charter with binding referendums,
If we had proper leadership to write the proper memorandums,
And tell the appointed Supreme Court that we are in charge,
Write another constitution because what we have is too large.
Feb 13th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Chew Chew Chew (Your Bubble Gum)
Ella Fitzgerald - Chew Chew Chew
[Instrumental Intro 55 seconds approx.]
[Ella]
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Baby
[Repeated x2]
First you pop, then you stop
The gum gets big and round.
Blow your troubles,
Way like bubbles
When you hear that
Funny little sound [pop noise]
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Chew
Your Bubble Gum
Chew Chew Chew Chew Your Bubble Gum!
[Boys]
Listen Sis your havin fun,
Chewing on your bubble gum
Give us some and we shall see,
Just what fills your heart with glee
[Ella]
Boys your right Im havin fun
Chewin on my bubble gum
Bubble gum it makes me sing,
Here chew some to make you swing!
[Instrumental]
First you pop, then you stop
The gum gets big and round.
Blow your troubles,
Way like bubbles
When you hear that
Funny little sound [pop noise]
song performed by by Ella Fitzgerald
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Words of liberation for my nation
Chains of slavery are still over my people.
Notorious minds still over power innocent minds.
What can free the black child, what can free my nation?
I ask in pain and suffering in the dark jail cells,
What can free me from mental slavery?
How to know right from wrong?
How to think free and build a free society?
The solution is in the words of liberation, the words of wisdom.
I write and recite a revolution, my revolution my poetry.
I do n’t need praises or worship but only recognition and understanding of the people to words of liberation, understanding of poetry.
I stand before you to present poetry,
I stand before you to present the words of liberation to my nation.
Poetry that builds, poetry that destroys.
Poetry that destroyed the impious minds of colonists in Rhodesia.
I speak of poetry that built freedom in South Africa.
When I speak of poetry I mean the true meaning of words.
Words of wisdom,
Words of freedom,
Words of liberation,
Words to free my nation.
The words of liberation to my nation
Words of liberation to free my generation
Poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry-poetry.
poem by zimi Nakeni
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Some People Worship
Some people worship the fiery sun
And some the crescent moon
Some people worship the stars above
But God I worship you
Some people worship dragons
And some hand carved statues
Some people worship the devil
But God I worship you
You created the heavens above
The earth with color of every hue
Then in your image you made man
God I worship you
Some people worship their president
And some their nation too
Some people worship themselves
But God I worship You!
© by Patricia Bankhead
poem by Patricia Bankhead
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Cultural Miss-understanding...
Cultural Miss-understanding.....and what-teez miss-understood...
and what must...be understood
in this nation...in particular, ....
one beautiful habit....people in America had, have followed and still....
is to ask for more....
ask anyone! ! now...and when ever...
male,
female,
boss,
coo-worker,
lover,
sheeta, ....ron lazrig...john taboona......to the president him or herself...
((it depends who is the president....in general...in USA...He/She is the one who must answer all the more questions....and decides what must be done...accordant to the traditions and the urgency...))
everyone will ask you for
even their pats...they ask for the same thing....
the list is recorded in the more.com data base....log file...
in contrast to this....
other culture...ask for less....
less of less and less of everything...
this culture where i grow up....has one job.....is to convert a person from a simple form to a simpler!
Now. with the influence of the 'MORE culture', you can hear....i want more simplicity.....for example....
Other culture....like the Chinese.....and in particular.....their head-quarter....((.I mean, where they load their Maw-it SEE-TONGUE dead matrix'....softwares...))
this culture asks for the spin and equilibrium.!
that is it! ! no more no less
you spin....i spin with you...let me see how far you can go....! !
poem by Atef Ayadi
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Subjects That Are Taboo Mar 16th,2011
Has the “dying with dignity” debate reached the public yet?
Does it cause politicians to break out in a cold sweat?
Is it a religious thing or is it just not politically correct?
Should a long slow painful death be what we expect?
And why is the appointed Supreme Court allowed to decide?
Why not the politicians and parliament with lots of pride?
What do they talk about at these closed-door committee meetings?
If someone brought up death with dignity, are they subject to beatings?
Do our politicians think that they will never die?
And they will always be reelected and no one will ask why
Is assisted suicide on a list of things for them to do?
Or is it added to a long list of subjects that are taboo?
Mar 16th,2011
Mar 16th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Black And White! (Spirits And Flesh)
black and white,
not different kinds of souls,
merely skin tints!
Americans, and Middle
Eastern people,
worship...
not different gods,
but different understandings
of the same god!
and common people,
all around the world,
have worked too long,
for too little,
are tired of being numbers,
numbers without faces!
tired on being enslaved,
being treated as possessions....
for they have faces!
faces with hearts,
hearts with spirits,
spirits made of flesh!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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No Parole Boards Please July 18th,2012
NO PAROLE BOARDS PLEASE July 18th,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
The Parole Boards claim that our prisons are overcrowded,
They use this in their release decisions that are shrouded,
So vicious murderers and rapists can walk the streets once more,
And strut their stuff and show off to their victims how they have scored.
And the politically correct Parole Board folk think that this is great,
Though not very democratic and never up for debate,
And our isolated party politicians stay far away,
Doing absolutely nothing for us except maybe, betray.
We have to be mentally ill to let this system go on and on,
As they're allowed to do more crimes, conclusion foregone,
The list of subsequent crimes goes on and on and on,
Read them on the Internet if you are healthy and feel strong.
Could we build much bigger prisons to keep these criminals in?
Of course this might be considered a politically correct sin,
Then overcrowding could not be used as a parole-board excuse,
And much less released-prisoner crimes nightly in the news
Wednesday, July 18th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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Messiah Is Coming Back Again
Messiah is coming back again; please let me repeat the word again,
He came once as The Lamb of God to take away the sin of all men.
I boldly proclaim that He came although it's not politically correct,
For Israel is still waiting for Him to come and deliver God's Elect.
Christ told His Jewish Disciples that He had sheep of another pen,
This was Christ referring to the Believers made up of Gentile men.
To this day the tiny nation Israel remains God's only chosen nation,
But their falling from God's Grace brings to all men God's Salvation.
For He came unto His own but they received Him not as God's Anointed,
However a day to purge the land for David's sake has been appointed.
He was named Jesus, for He came to save His people from their sins,
But being far from God, there were many hearts Jesus could not win.
Many knew Jesus as Immanuel which Scripture says means God with us.
But although He was in their midst many were blind by power and lust.
But like Elijah we're reminded that not all bent their knee to Baal,
And the time is coming when the nation of Israel will again prevail.
For God promised that He wouldn't reject all the people of the land,
Soon they will see the one they pierced and see His side and hands.
On that day they'll be cleansed from all their sin and wickedness,
In a fountain for David's House and all of Jerusalem's inhabitants.
(Copyright © 07/2003)
Language Decay (Nonet)
A nation's identity lies tied
To the language of its people.
Essence of culture beating
A country's heart and soul,
When dashed to decay
Profanity
Ushers death -
Nation...
Falls.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Chewing Gum
chewing gum
wondering where i've been and what i've done
wondering where i'll go and where i'll run
hide myself away from everyone
chewing gum
doesn't ['does it'] bother you that you're not the one
keeps you up at night in a fear of dream
to count the silver bullet of your misty
it's yours to keep
chewing gum
innocence lost in electric smiles
perfectly cast in desperate clouds ['colds']
loving with under
city lights
with all their {miles}
and all i need
is you
by my side
by my side
by my side
chewing gum
wondering where i've been and what i've done
wondering where i'll go and where i'll run
hide myself away from everyone
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
got myself a piece of
chewing gum
song performed by by Smashing Pumpkins
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Spin
Governments elected nobody votes
Politically correct isn't that a joke?
We censor music then give children guns
On CNN
Still fightin' to death over Jerusalem
Four letter disease still makes us run
Can't comprehend that you can die from Love
Can I start things over
And change your mind
Can I sing a melody
Press rewind
Can I move your feet make your heart skip a beat
Can a simple tune flow through you?
When the music feels like this
When you lose control you gotta go with it
Ten feet high
Flyin' above the sky
Your problems don't exist
When music feels like this
No money left in Africa
Starvin' to death
In Bosnia we close our eyes and hide a nation cries
And In the West
TV Possessed and weight obsessed
The media dissects
song performed by by Darren Hayes from Spin
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Can't Change Trudeau's Charter Feb 12th 2011
Some politicians in Europe have come to certain conclusions,
About multiculturalism and their other strange illusions,
But Canadian politicians are politically correct,
Such ideas made public might show a certain disrespect.
We are forbidden binding referendums so no talk about this,
We have Trudeau’s Charter of Rights unlike the very smart Swiss,
Because they can compel their politicians to do this or that,
But Canadian politicians never need to go to bat.
Canadian binding referendums could get us all involved,
In case multicultural problems might need to be solved,
But Trudeau’s Charter of Rights cannot be altered or changed,
We watch from a distance because things cannot be rearranged.
Feb 12th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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