Those of The Crumpets and Tea Party
Representing heartily,
Are those of the crumpets and tea party.
Those of greed and suppressors of rights...
And consumed with self righteousness,
To believe successful theft...
Should be kept in their sight.
In an uproar over spending,
That the government attempts to prevent.
This movement is relentless...
In showing their contempt.
Although they've acquired wealth,
By denying others to gain.
They refrain from being labelled racists.
Preferring 'conservative' names.
Conducting protests,
To keep their greed digested.
They wish to continue their interests...
That have shown them to be,
Thieves of neglect.
Isolating in separation,
From those they've made poor.
Their values and standards...
Have depleted economic doors.
And even though on their own shores,
A welcomed corruption was adored.
They insist there is a need for more of it.
Regardless who is crushed...
By a leeching that has benefitted,
Their tastes to luxurize...
And fatten their own thighs.
Representing heartily,
Are those of the crumpets and tea party.
Those of greed and suppressors of rights...
And consumed with self righteousness,
To believe successful theft...
Should be kept in their sight.
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Generational Theft
They talk about 'their' principles.
'Their' values,
Standards!
And 'their' land.
They talk about 'their' rights.
'Their' rules and restrictions.
And who is not correct in etiquette!
With 'proper' social grace...
That makes them uptight!
They talk about themselves,
And 'their' interests...
That has led others on the brink,
Of a global blight!
But nothing has been mentioned,
Of the spread of this disease...
That has blinded them,
Of a consciousness with sight!
And 'their' way of life,
Has caused severe harm to humanity!
That has created an economic devastation.
Keeping them in fear.
And awake at night!
And...
They campaign,
To lay the blame...
Upon others for 'their' shame!
Referring to 'their' own need,
To feed 'their' own greed that has bled them...
'Generational Theft'!
And yet...
They have planted these seeds!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Let Them Have Their Tea With Crumpets
Let them have their tea with crumpets.
Sound the trumpets,
For those who seek a return of greed.
Since the leader the people selected,
Can not in truth maintain their philosophies.
He...
Wishes to present to them realities.
And they...
Were raised to feed on fantasies.
With praise they wish the world,
Continues to see.
That greatness hyped with hypocrisy!
But those who have chosen to sip their tea,
Even without him leading them...
Can not believe nor accept,
A change is evident.
With a coming to them that is direct.
Because on just 'credit'...
The economy bleeds.
And those who now seethe,
Are the ones who depleted it!
Let them have their tea with crumpets.
Sound the trumpets,
For those who seek a return of greed.
Since the leader the people selected,
Can not in truth maintain their philosophies.
And without his honesty...
They perceive a boundless gluttony,
Will and can come back again.
'What about the thieves?
Who holds them accountable,
For their activities? '
Sssshhh...
That is part of the reality,
They rather see erased from them to leave.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Crisis Intervention
If it was never what it was.
Quilled in ink,
To seep in sacred parchment.
Or upheld as it should have been,
With ideals to reach.
And keep as an objective...
As a mindset for all to respect.
Why are those now saying...
A way of life victimized,
By their own blindness...
Has been threatened.
To become a socialistic one.
From a 'republic'!
No one stood to honor.
And striking within those...
Stunned by the prospects of change.
When the opportunists have been few...
To totally abuse a concept defaced.
And depleted the many into an economic abyss.
To leave them screaming about the advantages,
Of a democracy envisioned to entertain...
That has outsourced their way of life.
Every aspect of it!
With goods they use,
Produced on foreign soil.
And manufactured to their specifications!
For many generations kept spoiled...
By the imports of cheap oil.
The luxuries of pomp and gluttony,
Heads into tempestuous winds!
The only thing left that seems to have existing value,
And praised as a badge of courage...
Is the respect they maintain for what remains,
Of a much hyped propaganda.
And the successive use of hypocritical rhetoric.
Pledged and obeyed.
Now promoted as crisis intervention!
In an effort to save a self serving...
Conservative greed.
Never mentioned as a format for success.
But is worshipped on every college campus.
Yet masked by theft, corruption and deceit!
A path paved by materialistic meanderings.
Polished by qualities they fed to bleed others.
With a blatant silkened fist.
Although to their neglect and misfortunes...
Coming for them to an end,
With embarrassments attached.
Without matched pretensions to introduce,
Such a swift unexpected death...
Of those 'capitalistic' rights believed,
And studied with self righteousness.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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But It Is to Your Interests
'We are against him.
He proposes to redistribute the wealth.
And that is not our interests.'
Oh?
But it is to your interests,
To maintain a drain on the economy
With trillions of dollars...
To give to a few,
With hypocritical views...
You campaign to keep.
To rescue with a 'bailout'
In a brainwashing of those who follow,
Standards and values that deplete them of reality!
'He wishes to inflict upon us socialistic values! '
And you...
Wish to keep those in need.
As you continue feeding your greed!
In a democracy that bleeds.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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How Dim Can a Wit Be?
In a world
Where those of 'progress'
Have benefitted
From lives eroding in degradation.
I am often amused by the ones
Who express moralistic values.
And sit in judgement of others...
While condoning the killing of those,
Whose shores are invaded
As others from distances...
Declare these intrusions,
As acts of common interests.
And yet professing how terrorists...
Are threatening lands they have taken,
To administer their own selfish greed!
And shunning those who too have rights...
Who wish to live as neighbors.
But condemned.
Because of the color of their skins!
How dim can a wit be?
And still profess,
A superiority!
Growing shamelessly denied.
With a guilt that is numbed...
And medically supplied!
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Vocal and With Media Means
Many vocal,
And with media means!
Continue to defend...
Their decaying beliefs,
And abundant ignorance.
With claims to be conservative,
With interests to protect...
A decadent way of life.
That has been influenced by an absence,
Of standards proclaimed they maintain!
A declining of humanity,
Has imprints of their corruption.
Conflicts they have inspired...
By their self centered eruptions.
An economy has deplenished...
From an active greed they have practiced.
And all the signs are clearly there,
Their actions have distracted away from unity!
And they betray with deceit!
Crooks and thieves...
With demonic intentions!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Greedy Eagles
Even the eagles' greed have killed them!
Can you believe?
Bald eagles wet and can not fly?
Gorging themselves over wasted fish to die!
And when the temperatures dipped,
Into freezing 'teens'...
At least nineteen of fifty greedy eagles,
Were frozen wet and had met their deaths.
And 'they' are the symbols of this land!
Representing...
Just how far,
A land where greed and mankind,
Have gotten out of hand!
To feast and die,
Feeding greed...
That does not guarantee or provide survival!
Not their own,
It seems.
NOTE:
This report was made January 12th 2008.
Occuring in or near Kodiak, Alaska.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Demanded For All As a Cleansing
To sit and claim
He does not know 'why'
There are economic failures.
Magnified beyond belief!
And he and his administration,
Were the catalyst for the cause of them.
Says much more
About those who live in denial with incompetence.
And their deeds need not to be further questioned!
Nor can it be expected,
They are capable of providing relief.
If what is not obvious,
With this mix of leadership...
That still has those wondering who 'is' and 'is not'
Mentally equipped,
To recognize their comprehension limits!
Then we all should re-evaluate our fantasies.
And replace them quick!
With enforced and scheduled psychiatric visits!
Demanded for all as a cleansing to heal.
This kind of isolated greed one feeds...
Is from birth.
An indoctrination done,
That follows them throughout their lives.
Never to be for them to examine 'internally'.
Or consciously with an empathy to ever be revealed.
This is not a process of their conditioning.
Greed, theft and excessiveness...
Is for them lives lived to possess from others,
To obtain their success with skills of suppressiveness.
Digested as a quality of life one must protect.
To sustain and maintain their 'interests' at best,
To reflect themselves on levels of greatness.
'Hey...
This rambles! '
And...
What is your point?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Theft is not unnatural
In a theft, who is responsible:
The thief or the hoarder?
In a theft, which is the cause:
The thief’s desire or the hoarder’s greed?
Theft is immoral but not unnatural.
08.06.2007
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A Simple Warning
You stare at it as if you've never
seen it. You eat it up like it's the
best thing you've ever eaten. Your
life is consumed with anger. You spend
your days eaten up with greed and lies.
It feels like home
It fits like a glove
to your life but this isn't
the way it was meant to bear
Yet you've known no different.
You are fed lies told greed is a
new lifestyle. Don't get fooled by the lies.
Greed will eat you up
Lies will tear you apart.
How do you survive. I cannot say but
don't fall into the path of lies and greed
for it will destroy you
In Rejection Mode
What rights of mine,
Are they fighting for?
The poor of these wars,
Still remain bitter and sour...
And getting even poorer.
The hungry and the homelessness,
Creeps upon front doors.
And warmongers have made self righteousness...
A vision of risks and accepted conflicts.
What rights of mine...
Defends this fighting all the time?
Everywhere I turn,
My needs are ignored.
Yet to the frontlines is where I'm sent,
To duck bullets on foreign shores.
No matter what I've done...
I'm abhorred! I'm shunned.
And the more I feel I will 'always' be 'me'...
That is used as a weapon,
To add to their growing list of enemies.
And even if I train to fight and defend my place...
I'm despised.
Disrespected.
Often I'm stunned to face a public disgrace.
Bitter doesn't matter when this is about race!
And nothing shown throughout history,
Has proven that fighting works!
As I experience thoughts of what progress can be...
Corruption is exposed to all,
Supported by thieves and endorsed by jerks.
Patriotic I am...
But my needs have become sabbatical.
I'm often regarded a radical.
But I'm not the one...
Fanatically birthed!
There's a dignity I honor,
With a shown self worth.
I have not lost my self respect,
Choosing to abuse my senses...
With displays I regret!
Or endorse building fences.
Those in rejection mode...
Cling and hang onto perks!
Destroying nature and humanity,
By a freedom assisted by threats and alerts.
What rights of mine are 'they' fighting for?
The only rights I see,
Is an elusive peace...
Attached to a fading reality!
That is not my wish that frees!
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A Massive Dosage Of Amnesia
'What is the alternative? '
The alternative to what?
Greed, arrogance or theft?
Or the time of duration,
Each has been in existence?
The alternative 'had' been peace.
Respect and acceptance...
Of one's right to live as one wishes.
But a life lived on credit...
And fed by greed, arrogance and theft,
Crept out of hand.
To leave a chaos left!
What is the alternative?
I think a massive dosage of amnesia will do it!
Because those who believe they will control,
All of life on this planet...
Are severely out of their minds already.
'Severely? '
S-E-verely!
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Effective Etiquette
Representing a decadence this is...
Represents its existence,
As it is and this is clear.
To uphold values and standards,
Many rush to come to defend...
Is hypocritical in presentation.
When a marketing of decadence,
Does not offend.
Until...
One elected,
To sit in a prestigious position...
Lies and denies a taste for lust.
With an innocence trusted,
Adored by those upper crust.
But...
That trust becomes busted.
And pretentiousness kept,
Becomes betrayed.
And those who know...
Their values and standards,
Meet an acquired effective etiquette...
Are seen to be embarrassed,
By a smearing done to their politcal correctness!
Oh...
What a feeble web they live to weave.
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The World Consumes Us
We invest in re-cycling
yet, fail to recycle hate for luv,
can't even undo our evil deeds
we pride ourselves as consumers but the converse is true
we are consumed by greed
the more we want
the more energy we waste
then we die, our energy lay to waste
the world consumes us, like we do to food
it breeds greed and plants hatred,
it takes from us and never give back
like loyal servants in bondage, we oblige
nothing we accumulate permanently belongs to us
as we travel for success we forget to be human
we erase creation and become creators
we are consumed by what to be than the love we should share
in our race to be consumed
we striped naked our being and sold God's love
.
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The Promotion Of A Nothingness
The promotion of a nothingness,
To coverup insecurities...
Is as pronounced as those with them,
Who continue to make attempts to smother...
The uselessness of their incompetence,
That has expose them and their failures...
In everything touched that has been done they do!
And this has always been vocalized,
By those who have stood on the shoulders...
Of ohers who have made true accomplishments.
And all they have done...
Those shouting their indignities,
Is to feed a deceiving of greed inherited...
By a hand-me-down of slick tricks and theft!
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Paying The Wrong Guys
To the artist you claim to support.
Why do you continue to rip off.
An abandon moral objective.
Just because advertisement says free.
Just buy a song or cd.
A single song, a single cd.
It is not an evil industry.
Most of artist produce their own labels.
And regardless they still receive their royalties.
Yet we still prefer the illegal activities.
The kingdom of piracy.
Just buy a song or cd.
With Google we spy everything.
Including these companies who offer premium downloads for a fee.
Outrageous as it might seem.
It's not even legal.
Write a complaint and its ignored.
The greed is even in our technology.
Theft is theft no matter the method.
Just buy a song or cd.
Theft is theft no matter the method.
Just buy a song or cd.
The money that should be going to the musicians.
And it will be just wasted in all eventualities in legal fees.
99.9% of these artist are of the middle class.
Intellectual property.
The laws haven't quite caught up.
And they probably never will.
Just do what's right.
And buy a song or cd.
Theft is theft no matter the method.
Just buy a song or cd.
Is it the generation?
Please prove me wrong.
Theft is theft no matter the method.
Just buy a song or cd.
Is it the generation?
Please prove me wrong.
Do we not understand what we are promoting?
We do have a choice.
Even in hard times.
Remember that little jingle stuck in your head.
It keeps from falling so deep into a depression.
So let me ask you why is it you won't buy a song or cd?
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Wallow in the Greed
If you could know how much I earn,
I'm sure to see you blush!
To earn the stipend that I do
Will mean therefore, I look at you
From high above in my success
And say to you, 'Poor thing, God bless.'
The greedy bastard that I am –
I love to drown in bling!
Unlike you – so bloody poor, and
Picking coins up off the floor!
But sorry mate, I'm not to blame –
The fact your bank account is lame!
Come and see my flashy car,
Awash inside with leather –
I saw the battered wreck you drive,
Spewing out its oily smog!
Your banger, friend, is such a dog –
Clanking out its dialogue.
I shall die in gleaming wealth,
Floating out in gentle stealth –
Having bought an excellent health.
As for you, my hard-up mate,
You'll fade away a slave to fate,
Surviving on the welfare state.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
Greed, greed, greed, greed
Greed, greed, feed the greed.
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Greed
Where there is a need
There is always greed
A rotten exploiting deed
That manifests with speed
When there are mouths to feed
Read between the lines and take heed!
Lurking around is an Inspiring greed
Ready to take advantage and proceed
Even when there is no need to succeed
By now it is agreed, there is always greed
Our desire for more always exceeds our needs
Hence wealth, power and greed have always been married
We always want more
Sometimes I don't know what for
I read to understand what generation of breed
Has given birth to this senseless weed
Because life is a circle of endless greed
I urgently need to know, I plead
Who planted this seed of greed to deliberately mislead?
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20% Unemployment Looms
20% unemployment looms.
With a slicing away from greed...
To remove the fat,
To restore a leanness to the gleam.
A suffering unprecedented,
To 'defantasize' those delusioned comes.
And President Obama is expected to end,
This drama.
But the crooks are the ones...
Who depleted the quality of life,
Leaving some stunned.
As they make attempts to mask contempt...
Shown on the faces of everyone.
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The Need And The Greed
Need is a desire; greed is a desire.
Desires denied, sufferings surface.
Need is met at ease but not the greed
Which is boundless with sufferings profound.
Need and greed aren’t in water tight cells.
Need might restrict to physical wants.
Greed is for ego’s gratification.
Possessiveness is the sign of the greed.
To earn by wrongful means is from greed.
To exploit and hoard is an act of greed.
To garner and flaunt all you have is greed.
Greedless, though penny-less, you’re loveable.
To sedate the pride is to tame the greed.
To kindle the pride is to fuel the greed.
Having got money, power and possession,
As the result of greed, you will lose peace.
Remove the greed; jealousy is gone.
Remove the greed; no feeling of revenge.
Hail the poor and condemn the greedy.
Then the tendency to grow rich will wane.
Live simple; live humble; then need is less.
Be proud to own a bicycle, not a car.
Value one who owns a bicycle, not a car.
You will have saved energy and the nature.
Don’t embrace comforts, which will weaken you.
Don’t enthuse with ego, which will make loss big.
Unlike the cheat, being poor is not a shame.
Less wants; less sufferings, more happiness.
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