They Are the Ones In Total Control
Is God Republican?
Or Democrat?
'Well...
First of all,
You know we've been told
He is 'suppose' to be honest.
Perhaps He is Independent?
That's how I conceive of Him.
I'm sure He is neither.
And yet...
At the same time all of that! '
Then why do those divided,
Come together to cry to God!
Whenever they wish their needs met?
IF He is the Oneness they believe Him to be?
Praying on their knees.
And leaving their political affiliations,
At church doorsteps.
Before they go in to plead for greed,
And other desired 'necessities'.
'Think of them as addicts.
Getting their 'fix' on Sunday.
However...
They may belong to cliques.
Or some other membership.
It's a status thing.
None of it makes sense.
Tell you what...
Ask those dudes on Wall Street,
Who they believe God is.
And His political affiliation.
You will probably get a stare and no response.
They are the ones in total control of your life.
So they would like for you to believe!
And don't fool yourself.
Like so many have done and still do!
And God?
He's got major adjustments coming for everybody!
Be you a conservative right wing reformist...
Or a liberal left wing change maker of giveaways.
The days ahead are nonpartisan!
We all will be getting a taste of them,
To nourish a depleted consciousness!
You wouldn't care to make a wager, would you? '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Someone Not Worthy to Deceive
If I came to the aid of my neighbor struggling...
Would I be then declared a socialist?
If I offered shelter to those homeless and hungry,
Would I be a liberal?
With an agenda that was 'leftist'?
In these United States,
When I was taught to pledge alligence...
To a white and red star encrusted flag.
I believed myself and others together...
To be patriotic and of this we were glad.
But as I look upon this land,
With a separateness done.
And racism to overcome!
I'm stunned by the selfishness,
Of those whose interests...
Are only to feed their greed.
And leave others on the street,
With nothing to eat!
If I came to the aid of my neighbor struggling...
Would I be then declared a socialist?
If I offered shelter to those homeless and hungry,
Would I be a liberal?
With an agenda that was 'leftist'?
And would I care if the 'haves'
Stop to stare at me as if I were trash?
And when they prepare to go to sleep at night...
Are they aware I rest peacefully,
With my eyes closed tight?
I doubt it.
They perceive of me,
As someone not worthy to deceive.
And certainly I'm not a 'conservative'...
Motivated by division and isolated by greed.
'Remember when political choices,
Were either Republican or Democrat?
Now there are subdivisions with divisions within them.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Political tags - such as royalist, communist, democrat, populist, fascist, liberal, conservative, and so forth - are never basic criteria. The human race divides politically into those who want people to be controlled and those who have no such desire.
quote by Robert A. Heinlein
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I Am The American Eagle
I Am The American Eagle
I am the American Eagle
with a broken right Republican wing,
and a broken left Democrat wing,
its 'We the people' body tattered and torn.
It needs pledges of help
to its God Bless America body,
for the Eagle spirit to heal.
Its 10% White Collar head
has lost control of its 90%
Blue Collar welfare soul.
For the American Eagle
to become strong,
we must quit
outsourcing its welfare
and unite with its talons
saying NUTS
Never Under Tyranny Surrender
the American Eagle spirit
that unites this nation.
That America is not 10%
but 100%,
where elected officials
need to be 100%
not 10%.
That we do not need
economic morticians
but 100%
American eagle POLITICIANS,
who are not bickering
Republicans
and/or
Democrats
but 100%
Americans.
'I pledge allegiance
to the flag of
the United States of America,
and to the republic
for which it stands,
one nation under God,
indivisible, with liberty
and justice for all.'
Feel these words reach deep inside America,
It is not a pledge to Demigod
Republicans and Democrats,
Nor is it to Wall St or Private Equity.
It diversity is not just
Conservative, Progressive, Liberal
Or Moderate or Independent,
Rich, poor,
It is even homeless.
Swiss bank accounts,
Overseas tax havens,
It is about investing in America
That we now need 100% pledges
For the American Eagle NUTS talons,
Never Under Tyranny Surrender
Our American 100% heritage
to the future of our children.
So the eaglets can fly
with both wings.
David Lester Young (Franklin Doppelganger) 07/06/12 ©
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Life Makes No Sense
life makes no sense,
some days i wished it did,
so i wouldn't have to say,
'life sucks'
time to time,
i try and see the good,
it just how?
i mean why?
life is unfair,
i'm waiting for it,
just to get better,
but, it start to seem impossible,
life never what it seems,
people not what they seem,
life makes no sense,
it filled with ups and downs,
are we suppose to learn?
what is the message from god?
to be everything you can?
no matter how unfair he makes it?
we just have to fight to get through?
our life we suppose to live,
day after day?
because life to me,
just don't make no sense.
4-9-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Whether you are a Democrat or Republican, whether you are a liberal or a conservative, we know that neither this President nor prior Presidents of both parties did everything right or we would not have had a 9/11.
quote by Charles Schumer
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LESS DRUG ADDICTS WILL DIE Apr 19th,2011
Some special-interest crowd wants to supervise free injection sites,
For addicts who bought illegal drugs in Toronto last night,
Just like the Vancouver site that the Feds are trying to close down,
While all the left-wing activists scream, holler, write and wear a frown.
Therefore these activists should get an injection site next-door,
Where they can watch the addicts buy illegal stuff and come and go,
As they also watch their neighborhood change almost over night,
Eventually they might notice that it is not a pretty sight.
Sometime, somewhere, somehow, we’ve lost all political control,
And we’re headed for a criminal infested injection hole,
And if some right politician doesn’t come forward and take charge,
We may be all going to hell in a basket by enlarge.
Apr 19th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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What we try to say is that it doesn't matter if you are a Republican or a Democrat or conservative or independent. You are equally responsible for your place in the culture, and you must make a contribution, and you must accept responsibility for what goes down on your watch.
quote by Martin Sheen
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To make the argument that the media has a left- or right-wing, or a liberal or a conservative bias, is like asking if the problem with Al-Qaeda is do they use too much oil in their hummus.
quote by Al Franken
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Close Down Parole Boards
We have a great political problem, into which we should delve,
How to shut down all our soft parole boards by twenty twelve,
The justice system has been bent by them to help criminal crooks,
Freed and paroled prisoners cause problems and this is much worse than it looks.
Every left-wing political lobbyist will jump up and down,
Screaming that this or that is not right and wearing a frown,
And many legal-aid lawyers will likely throw a fit,
Claiming that this proposal is outrageous and wont help a bit.
So we have to find a politician who will lead the way,
Someone not afraid to keep the left-wing criminals at bay,
We need someone to put us back where we were, on the right track,
Away from the politically correct so-call do-good pack.
poem by James Bredin
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Reactionism is not the same thing as conservatism. It’s far more potent a brew. Reactionary thought begins, usually, with acute despair at the present moment and a memory of a previous golden age. It then posits a moment in the past when everything went to hell and proposes to turn things back to what they once were. It is not simply a conservative preference for things as they are, with a few nudges back, but a passionate loathing of the status quo and a desire to return to the past in one emotionally cathartic revolt. If conservatives are pessimistic, reactionaries are apocalyptic. If conservatives value elites, reactionaries seethe with contempt for them. If conservatives believe in institutions, reactionaries want to blow them up. If conservatives tend to resist too radical a change, reactionaries want a revolution. Though it took some time to reveal itself, today’s Republican Party — from Newt Gingrich’s Republican Revolution to today’s Age of Trump — is not a conservative party. It is a reactionary party that is now at the peak of its political power.
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Those Who Are Less Fortunate Then You
Consolidation.
The gathering of a nation.
Make us one.
Make us whole.
Destroy this void.
With armies sent to destroy.
Under political control.
Creating a martial law.
Protesters are silenced with the sounds gun fire.
Lethal force has been authorized.
And blood pours and pools right under our feet.
Their is no going back.
Their is no retreat.
That flag marks the day of defeat.
Consolidation.
The gathering of a nation.
Make us one.
Make us whole.
Destroy this void.
With armies sent to destroy.
Under political control.
Consolidation.
The gathering of a nation.
Make us one.
Make us whole.
Destroy this void.
With armies sent to destroy.
Under political control.
Monsters with innocent faces.
The poison in this water has become so tasteless.
Does this mean it won't kill?
The fight for the freedom of the defenseless.
Let our crys be heard.
Let them hear us all over the world.
Consolidation.
The gathering of a nation.
Make us one.
Make us whole.
Destroy this void.
With armies sent to destroy.
Under political control.
Divide us into groups of races, religions, classes and other discrimination's.
It doesn't change that we are all made of this flesh.
With hearts that all beat the same.
We all bleed the same.
No matter the cage we're imprisoned in.
This won't change.
Consolidation.
The gathering of a nation.
Make us one.
Make us whole.
Destroy this void.
With armies sent to destroy.
Under political control.
Consolidation.
The gathering of a nation.
Make us one.
Make us whole.
Destroy this void.
With armies sent to destroy.
Under political control.
All we ask for, all we want, all we seek is the right to be as we are.
Is our very existence so wrong?
That no haven or shelter shall be given to those who less fortunate then you, then you, then you?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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On A Wing & A Prayer
She sits in the dark
Quietly cursing him and this love
While shes rehearsing every line
Shes gonna say when she walks away
On a wing and a prayer
Looking back at her in the mirror is a stranger
Years that have passed, how they seemed to change her
A woman once able to stand on her own
Searches for strength to stand on her own
On a wing and a prayer
On a wing and a prayer
Shes leaving tonight
Holding her heart in her hands
Somewhere out there she knows that shell find a love that understands
Why she left there on a wing and a prayer
She held on to maybe as long as she could, knowing he wouldnt
Believeing he would, give her a single reason to stay
To keep her from breaking away on a wing and a prayer
On a wing and a prayer
Shes leaving tonight
Holding her heart in her hands
Somewhere out there she knows that shell find a love that understands
Why she left there on a wing and a prayer
Somewhere out there she knows that shell find a love that understands
Why she left there on a wing and a prayer
Oh, why she left there on a wing and a prayer
song performed by by Jo Dee Messina
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Paul Newman Leaves For God
After a lifetime of monumental charity, having given away over 100 million
of the proceeds from his and his wife Jo Anne Woodward's food business, having
been a peace activist all his life, a film actor who entertained billions,
a vegetarian for reasons of nonviolence, Paul Newman has slipped
from the glove of his body. He loved all. He
was loved by all.
As the world contemplates Wall St greed and Wall St pawns
in the 2 major political parties, it is inspiring to remember a soul
who sought not how to take but how to give.
Now he is unencumbered by time or space, or by the limits of the body,
in his mission of love.
************
(One of Paul Newman's many recipients was the Nature
Conservancy to which he contributed both time and money.
Nature Conservancy was taken over by Henry Paulson,
who turned the wilderness shrines Newman loved into
cattle concentration camps.)
(Like Jonathan Winters and unelected Republican president
Rutherford B Hayes, Paul Newman was a graduate of Kenyon
College in Gambier, Ohio, which in 2004 was (not Hawaii)
the last place in the US to vote, because of the Republican
Party's plan to underman (underperson) and undermachine
the polls in the majority Democrat state)
(The Verdict is the writer's favorite of the Newman movies she's seen.)
poem by O. Anna Niemus
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In choosing a president, we really don't choose a Republican or Democrat, a conservative or liberal. We choose a leader.
quote by Rudy Giuliani
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Praying To A New God
(feldman / chandler / hues)
What got into you got into me too
What came over you is coming over me
Feel like Ive had enough of all the old stuff
I saw the writing on the wall on my t.v.
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Theyre saying the devils got a new job
Start praying to a new--
A lot of babel came down the cable
Everybody can be famous for a day
From shore to shore
A big department store
Is all thats left of the american way
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying what are you afraid of
Start praying to a new--
Theres a big world
In the street outside
In their uniform of pride
And theyve all come
To see a star from the east
Is he man or beast?
Decide
Feel like Im crucified, still Im not satisfied
The second coming is coming anyway
I hear them pray for more on every dance floor
I hear the word go out across the milky way
Its another second coming, like it or not, yeah,
Oh yeah
Its another second coming, like it or not
You better start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying to a new god
Start praying to a new, new god
Success and moneys what hes made of
Start praying to a new--
Start praying, praying on the freeway
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying, praying on the airwaves
Start praying to a new god
Start praying, praying at the back door
Start praying to a new, new god
Start praying, praying on the dance floor
Start praying to a new god
song performed by by Wang Chung
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Unseeing Eyes
Why can't men with eyes see, the future ahead for you and me?
This country's near future at hand, within an ever darkening land,
In a land that avoids all light, supporting evil and wrong as right,
Being swayed by leaders who lie, a given fact, you cannot deny.
Is this why many souls today, are being led down a darker way?
Being led by the spiritually blind, while leaving all morals behind,
Blindly being taken down a path, that leads to judgment's wrath,
As they continue ignoring signs, following dark political designs.
Forgetting God, over this land, leaders now take a darker stand,
Defying The God, over this nation, ignoring His Holy Revelation,
Following ways of an amoral few, forgetting all most of us knew,
As they defy God ruling above, going to what they know little of.
Those following with unseeing eyes, will only see a total demise,
Of political plans and fabrication; hope and change, for a nation,
As with change darkness abounds, while hopelessness resounds,
While only darkness is wrought, by hope and change they sought.
Their eyes can see nothing friend, about Truth and upcoming end,
Of darkened leaders political bent, and Gods' righteous judgment,
But friend every eye shall see, the coming of The Lord of Eternity,
Ending all of those political lies, while all leaders see their demise.
(Copyright ©07/2012)
This Addicted Feeding of Spoiled Greed
Change for many is unbearable.
It is feared.
A life known lived,
In accepted stagnation...
With those corrupted leading the degradation,
Is familiar and preferred.
A slower decline into devastation...
For those who distrust truth,
Is heard and followed until this is allowed,
And occurs within the minds of those 'conservative'.
With delusions again winning like a surging herd,
Over common sense entrapped without defense.
People miss and hunger for...
Their sweetened fantasies.
Although it has been stated more and more,
The economy can no longer support,
This addicted feeding of spoiled greed...
That has depleted all vision of demanding sensibilities.
Who are the 'centrists' against 'liberalists'?
With their wishes...
For a return to cobbled streets!
And a dimming of consciousness.
Wanting more to be free to live selfishly!
Even if it means to do it in total darkness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Without The Influence Of Assistance
I am a poet.
Not a politician.
Priest or preacher.
Nor am I a connoisseur of etiquette...
Expert on fashion to determine what's hot or not!
Or do I wish to socialize with the elite.
Those snots are too pretentious,
And get on my nerves.
I could care less who is on the left or right.
Liberal, conservative, democrat or republican.
Black, white, gay, straight.
Or what criminal is being investigated,
For deceiving those greedy...
With too much on their plate.
I am a poet.
And often my point of view,
Is not that of others.
And I know it!
And when I discovered that writing was an art,
I didn't explore other 'artforms'...
To express what had been there already expressed,
To give it my twist to have my 'creations' accepted.
With ideals to plagiarize.
If my comments were embraced,
That was 'cool'.
If they weren't...
I was not about to take a survey,
To determine if my life was suitable to live!
Or change my sleeping habits.
So many trip on what others think.
I don't.
I am often amazed people do it.
think!
Without the influence of assistance.
Or some drug or medication,
That allows the tolerating of themselves.
I am a poet.
A writer.
Not a psychiatrist.
Or someone who can undo to fix,
Someone else's life.
Because in their mind the can't find the time,
To live or define their own.
I took that time.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Could Do It If You Want To
Iggy: you’re lucky that not many people find or read my stuff,
Because I believe you don’t seem to be trying hard enough,
You have to cause some political controversy and soon,
Shake those Liberal diehards and do it by the next full moon.
We need binding referendums and recall of politicians,
You have lots of them around you in various positions,
Because this radical agenda would show you have some guts,
This is what Canadians really need, no ifs ands or buts.
You are part of the Liberal bureaucracy putting on an act,
We turn on our TVs and this is what we see and that’s a fact,
Say something, do something new to bring about political change,
Those old Liberal sentiments were always easy to arrange.
Jan 22nd,2011
poem by James Bredin
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Broken Wing
She loved like he was the last man on earth. gave him everything she ever had.
Hed break her spirit down, then come lovin up on her. give a little, then
Take it back. shed tell him about her dreams - hed just shoot em down. lord,
He loved to make her cry. youre crazy for believin youll ever leave the
Ground. he said only angels know how to fly.
And with a broken wing, she still sings. she keeps an eye on the sky. with a
Broken wing, she carries her dreams. man, you ought to see her fly.
One sunday mornin, she didnt go to church. he wondered why she didnt leave.
He went up to her bedroom, found a note by the window, with the curtains
Blowin in the breeze, and with a broken wing, she still sings. she keeps an
Eye on the sky. with a broken wing, she carries her dreams. man, you ought to
See her fly. with a broken wing, she carries her dreams. man, you ought to see
Her fly. (with a broken wing oooooh)
song performed by by Martina Mcbride
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