None of That Sweet Mess
Hey, hey, hey...
Wait one minute.
IF you are going to quote me,
Do not do it out of context.
I did not call everyone in politics a moron.
Nor did I say all of the local politicians,
Were corrupted and half of them are crooks.
What I said was this...
Idiots shouldn't be in politics.
And lowlife thieves...
Who can't put two sentences together,
Or spell their names without assistance...
Should be banned from the process.
And relatives of fools should not be qualified to vote.
That's what I said.
Nothing makes me more angry than someone attempting,
To add sugar on what I like to serve.
AND what's on today's menu.
And today's dishes require salt and vinegar to satisfy.
None of that sweet mess on my...ssshhh...'STUFF'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Politics Or Politricks?
Forgive me if I've lost the point,
What use is politics?
Each party seems to wreck the joint,
With madcap politricks...
Based on lies as manifestos...
What are we voting for?
Are politicians friends or foes?
'Cos they don't know the score!
I'll never vote for you-know-who!
He'll never vote for me!
I won't vote red, I won't vote blue,
They've got no clue, you see!
The same mistakes they've made last time!
And brand new ones as well...
I thought Great Britain was sublime,
But now it's more like Hell...
I used to be a trusting soul,
Believing everything!
But now it's got beyond control,
We're all left wondering!
A right old mess, without a doubt,
We're all in debt today!
I think it's time God helps us out!
I think it's time to pray...
poem by Denis Martindale
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Things Can't Change In Canada Feb 23rd 2011
Binding referendums do not come easy to any land,
And even in most democratic countries, they are completely banned,
Like compulsory voting - something politicians really hate,
They like first-past-the-post and no equalization debate.
And please don’t rock the boat with all that right-wing Internet stuff,
People might start to think and even vote and then huff and puff,
Because most elected politicians want nothing to change,
You can ask or e-mail or phone but nothing will be arranged.
We have elections now and then but that doesn’t mean a thing,
Half of us don’t bother to vote in this first-past-the-post sting,
Where equalization and referendums are completely banned,
Where multiculturalism has to be stamped on every brand.
Feb 23nd 2011
poem by James Bredin
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Representing All of Life
Stereotypes no longer thrive,
As realities for them anymore.
There are too many avenues,
Where truth is revealed and oozes.
However,
There is an escape attempted now and then...
By those still proposing their point of view.
And ridiculous this becomes for the ones,
Who have committed to listen...
Since they have a self respect left that's valued.
Although to announce they are trapped amongst fools,
Would jeopardize their employment.
As well as lower their chances to get that ten cent raise!
It seems today that those 'lowlifes'...
Are representing all of life.
And folks are not so quick to admit,
They wish they were born of a different color!
Some just wish they knew more thieves and crooks!
And had lifetime 'careers' in religion and politics.
Where few are bothered to pay taxes.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Do we want an Attorney General who will play politics with the law, play politics with the court and just play politics with international conventions designed to protect our troops? I do not want to play that kind of politics. I am going to vote against Alberto Gonzales.
quote by Barbara Mikulski
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Politics is not predictions and politics is not observations. Politics is what we do. Politics is what we do, politics is what we create, by what we work for, by what we hope for and what we dare to imagine.
quote by Paul Wellstone
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Monologue #2
there are so many voices.
inside.
don't tell them,
they will concoct stories about you
during their parties.
but i join them in their table
and talk about
politics and
economy.
they think you have nothing at all.
you are flimsy.
i don't mind.
you are a choir of angels.
how sweet to hear
i close my eyes
and then i feel
heaven.
Idiot.
why are you like that to me?
we are friends.
stupid. you are so trusting and
so you are a loser.
be a fox.
i am not a fox.
i like being a dove.
moron! moron! moron!
that is quite repetitive.
and you are so cruel.
have faith.
that is the only choice now.
let life do it for you.
throw away your
planner.
listen.
i don't like you but i can't get rid of you.
you are myself.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Out Of The Forest
I would say today...
These times we live,
Are getting extremely ridiculous.
'You must have just gotten out of 'rehab'.
Some kind of 'wholeness' program.
Where have you been?
When I began to see grown men,
Baring their behinds and women...
Wearing,
Or should I say 'not' wearing too much...
To leave to anyone's imagination,
It was 'then' mind disconnections started.'
Okay.
So...
What would 'you' call these times.
We are definitely living our last days on Earth.
'Oh...
Now 'that' to me is extreme.
If that was true...
My last last days would have been many years ago.
I remember my mother telling me that.
'Boy, if you don't get out of my face,
You will soon see your last days.'
Yeah,
I think we all got on somebody's nerves as children.
But nothing makes sense any more.
'I think it does.
At least the hypocrites are exposed for what they are.
And those who say religion and politics don't mix...
Either lie to themselves or are being deceived by reality.
I see religion and politics having everything to do,
With how these times are.'
You know you will be called blasphemous,
For saying that.
'Hey...
You wanted to know what I would call these days?
I would say...
They are religiously delusional.
And politics continue to play a major part of it.'
You express a lot of bitterness.
'Yep,
I knew it.
You are on some kind of medication.
I am out of the forest.
I've seen 'those' trees before!
And I am glad I am not so blinded by the leaves.
People today are self expressing their insanity.
That's it.
And accusing those who are 'sane',
As the reason and cause for their problems.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Why through politics?
Why through politics
That Africa shouldn’t be stable
Only fear, torture, economic crisis and party disputes in Zimbabwe
The once half London of Africa
While riots, violence and killings in Kenya
Unmitigated disorder, food scarcity, untold sufferings in Sudan,
And lamentations, inhumanity, hatred and instability in Rwanda then,
In our one and only Africa
Where peace and freedom are needed
And unity required?
Why through politics again
That developments in Malawi shouldn’t flourish
Only political impasse, insults and greed
The once truly Warm Heart of Africa
With Unity, Discipline, Loyalty and obedience as cornerstones?
Why through politics?
poem by Stain Katuli
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Injection Sites
They claim that mandatory drug sentences are too expensive,
And keeping criminal drug addicts in jail could be offensive,
And injection sites on all streets would be a much better way,
They despise the mandatory drug sentences used in the USA.
Their ability to fill pages in the media should be noted,
The fact that criminals buy stuff on the street is sugar coated,
With half the alphabet after their names to prove that they are right,
Are we a Canadian herd of sheep being led out of sight?
And they can hide behind the Access to Information Act,
While politicians slide and the dressed up Supreme Court detracts,
Activists use the phrase “Harm Reduction” to justify their cause.
While waiting for their followers and the media to applause.
poem by James Bredin
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The only politics in this country that's relevant to black people today is the politics of revolution... none other.
quote by H. Rap Brown
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Access To Information
Big Brother federal politicians want to hide all their stuff,
They feel that their constituents already know enough,
They are committed to their party line no matter what,
So if it’s not in the party agenda it’s not worth a lot.
And the Access To Information Act is a complete farce,
Though the information that politicians have is very sparse,
No binding referendums or recalls are ever allowed,
You can’t change things or vote for a senator so feel proud.
Proportional representation is banned for first-past-the-post,
Even though the opposition had more votes to count and boast,
This is the reason why less than half Canadians vote,
Something wrong with the system while the first-past-the-post gloat.
Dec 24th,2010
poem by James Bredin
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The Fools in Washington D.C.
It's has been brought to my attention,
That all politicians are fools.
And worst than that,
They all are crooks.
It does not take a rocket scientist to figure this out.
Special interests, lobbyists, money talks.
Chicago style politics anyone, The ex Senator,
From Illinois is now president.
How many sexual predators are in the House,
And Senate?
These men live like Gods.
They have so many benefits, like gym memberships,
Retirement pensions, health care, dental,
And so many more things,
That you and me, will never see,
Yet they are our employees,
Subject to our wills,
And they get pay raises every year,
While you and I suck our thumbs.
These men live like Gods,
And they only have disdain for us.
Disdain for you,
Disdain for me.
They believe they are answerable to no one.
The president thinks he is God,
The senators think they are Gods.
And the Congressmen know they are Gods.
All they can do is pass the buck,
They are not omnipotent.
But we are under their thumbs.
When they return to your town,
Asking for your vote, tell them NO.
Tell them all NO.
Maybe then, we can start again,
When somebody that is on foodstamps,
As president.
And a few illegal aliens as congressmen and senators,
I'll bet you they would do a better job,
And would be grateful to serve.
They would consider it a privilege,
Not an entitlement.
(8/3/11-Alton Texas)
poem by Juan Olivarez
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We must remember that politics is more than a power game. The core of politics in my view is to serve our citizens, to serve our fellow human beings.
quote by Kjell Magne Bondevik
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The message that I gave on the - on the steps today was that you need to stand for those things that are right and empower the individual. Believe in the power of one person. Don't believe that you can't do it. Everybody wants - everybody wants a shot. That we can all agree on. Beyond that, it becomes politics. I'm not talking politics.
quote by Glenn Beck
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Even with politics, stuff comes around again. Woody Guthrie would recognize America today.
quote by Billy Bragg
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8-ball
Underworld---8 ball
Today
Today
I saw a man
Today
I saw a man
Using an empty whiskey flask as a walkie talkie
Today
Today
I saw a man
Today
I saw a man
With a flaming eight ball tattood on his arm
Today
Today
Today
I saw a man
Today
I saw a man
Using an empty whiskey flask as a walkie talkie
Today
I met a man who threw his arms around me
And Ive given
And Ive given
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
Today
We laughed
We laughed
Waiting for a train
For a few
Into the city
Seconds
Today
That white stuff
That white stuff
Waiting for the train
That stuff
Into the city
Thats what makes me feel
Today
Feel
Feel
Today
Feel happy
song performed by by Underworld
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ONLY HALF THE FOLK VOTE Apr 17th,2011
We should be ashamed of a system where less than half the folk vote,
Something like what a Middle East despot dictator might promote,
The Australians are required to vote or they get fined,
Makes for a more democratic system if you don’t mind.
It seems to me that our politicians are reluctant to change,
We have a perfect democracy, they say, so why rearrange?
Then if only half the people bother to vote, then that’s good,
The parties – not the people have control; is that understood?
And why would our politicians be so reluctant to change?
Doesn’t seem normal to me, in fact it really seems quite strange,
Where less than half the people control who gets elected,
Am I missing something here or am I just not connected.
Apr 17th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Diary of a Nine Day Poet
Today (Day 1) I writed stuff I thort was pritty neet
I wanna do this poet shit, so that I can complete
Today (Day 2) I wroted tings I thawt was really neat
I one ta do these poem stuff just so I can compete
Today (Day 3) I wroted down some things I thawt was neat
I want to do some poet stuff just so I can compete
Today (Day 4) I wrote some things I thought was pretty neat
I want to do some poetry just so as I’ll compete
Today (Day 5) I’ve written things I think are fairly neat
I want to write poetically so that I can compete
Today (Day 6) I’m writing verse that is a poets treat
Expressing so poetically; you really can’t compete
Today (Day 7) One is just the best that one can be
I’m thinking other lesser folk should focus just on me
Today (Day 8) I give critique whilst looking down my nose
“One shouldn’t stand illiteracy – Does really one suppose”
Today (Day 9) Ones course is done, one writes on this and that
One’s still unread but now one wears a cloak and silk cravat
poem by Stephen Stirk
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Another Election Rolls Around In the Good Old U.S.A.
Another election year coming around, politicians again are
Practicing their smile
They want our vote they’ll promise us the world will be at our
Command
Yes, they’ll shake our hands, pat our backs, and truly walk the Additional mile
Their opponent they say is no damn good, only they can truly Understand
Speeches delivered with so much commitment, they really have
Us all under their spell
They have us believing they are the one; they certainly wouldn’t
Kiss my baby and lie with those, same tender lips.
Cheering them on waving frantically they bring back the sound
Of the old liberty bell
O.K. they’ve won me over, calm down now relax - I’ve got to come
To grips
Election Day has arrived I’m the first one at the poles, this one I
Trust and without hesitation I cast my vote
Driving to work, I sing a tune and offer a prayer my man will come through as the winner
After my day’s work is through at home, the local news declares
Him the victor - time to relax and unwind - yes this victory is worth Another tote.
Before I retire to my bed - I’ll celebrate - and my wife and I will go
Out to dinner
Four years later
The man I cast my vote for on that November day four years ago.
The man I had no doubt would come through
All those promises of a brighter future, health care, lower taxes,
And a Social security plan
Were carried out indeed - he lives in a mansion, pays no taxes,
And has a million dollar retirement plan, all his dreams have
Come true
All he accomplished legally, was stop my weed, for no taxes were Collected, so the pot he did ban
But wait this is another election year, he has made his fortune of
The backs of us fools
Now he can travel at government expense live the rest of his life
On the taxpayer’s tab
They’ll be another one to take his place, with fresh ideas, offering
Us all new hope, he learned In all those elite and formal schools
They say it’s the American way, but this time I’ll grab my bedroll
And hang on to my bankroll, I won’t listen again to all that political
Gab
I’ll live on the streets with all of the honest bums, and thieves that tell You were their comin from
I won’t be fooled again by some sleazy smooth talking politician who Truly belongs in cage
I’ll take my chances with those who only steal to stay alive, on the
Outskirts of the jungle where to live by rules to the politicians you
Must succumb
Today’s society is free for all, you have it all until you reach what
They call - the voting age
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And the Lord said 'Let there be voters, and all the fish arose from the sea'
8/29/07
poem by Dave Tanguay
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People Of Goodwill
The more one is charitable towards another,
More donations are expected to causes created.
And at one time philanthropy was a safe haven,
For those who were crooks...
To show themselves as people of goodwill,
And humanitarians!
Today those same thieves,
Are attempting to prove helping others...
Will eliminate them from doing good deeds.
Since an increase in their taxes,
Will force them to decrease...
Opportunities they've used to force others to bleed,
As a write off many of greed had grown accustomed!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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