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!
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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.
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This Is All That They Value
An enforced need to continue fear and grief,
To uphold beliefs of a fading greatness...
Lifted by a costly campaign of propaganda.
Has achieved one thing.
A system with an economy falling to bits!
As racial divisions are ignited to incite.
While foreigners increase...
Their ownership with investments.
Do mice thrown cheese care who supplies it?
Does a people born feeling they have entitlements...
Recognize their selfishness.
Or have mindsets to deny their self centeredness?
How can they?
When all that they've known...
Are conflicts to pick to protect their interests.
And this is all that they value,
From a way of life that began for them.
And these standards for them have always been shown!
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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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Active Detractors
Active detractors,
Are the first to become highly incensed.
When their covert actions to divert attention,
Does not influence
With their negative intentions meant.
The use of slander and deceit to defeat,
A position taken or one to despised
Only increases the integrity seen,
Before those who have opened eyes.
And everything tried by those in hiding,
In the creation of more of their lies to achieve
Only exposes them to be the doers,
To be the cause of unsolved explanations.
Received by some as mysteries.
But discovered to be the reasons cloaked and undercover,
To be in the way delaying what should and could be
Successes to be believed.
And those active detractors,
Only desire blame to shame
Those who live to do good deeds to please,
All of humanity.
And not their own selfish feeding of greed.
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Enter Greed
A progressive society,
Is one in which its people are productive.
And all aspects of their deeds done,
Is towards the uplifting of the entire society.
Not one selected segment but for everyone.
ENTER GREED
A people focused on greed in a decadent society,
Develop selfish interests in deceit and evilness.
Create divisions within themselves.
And seek to punish others without limits.
Resulting in their own ignorance accepted.
With a repetition of it kept inflicted to digest.
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Social Welfare-Lites
Suddenly we've become to be,
The social welfare-lites.
People of greed have proceeded,
And deceived.
And now there is seen,
Much deterioration to the extreme.
With a bleakness,
That blights...
But didn't happen overnight.
The thieves have made a profit,
And many hopped away unscathed.
The corruption has sky rocketed.
But those addicted to greed...
Believe their lives should continue,
Feasting as they please...
With no connection,
To a devastated economy.
Suddenly we've become to be,
The social welfare-lites.
People of greed have proceeded,
And deceived.
And now there is seen,
Much deterioration to the extreme.
With a bleakness,
That blights...
But didn't happen overnight.
Even if crooks were ushered into public office,
To initiate the beginning of a downfall and the gripes.
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Isolated
Championed are trite statements,
Of a dead man treasured...
Who has long been gone!
One who ushered in their downward spiral.
One who began their 'conservative' slide...
Into divisions,
That introduced them to oblivion!
And they contribute his comments,
To a feeding of their greed.
Until the deceit of it...
Exposed to reveal their gross misdeeds.
With such activities,
Bringing them to dire straits...
And on the brink to the brim of grim!
They still insist their backward insights...
Are worthy solicitations,
To continue to defend!
With a ridiculousness,
They persist with this.
Believing their best interests,
Do not offend those of consciousness.
Or keep them isolated...
In times when their mindlessness has ended!
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Divisions They Have Created
Observing those taking offense,
Against policies and initiatives they implemented...
Is like listening to someone complain,
About the price of cigarettes and gasoline...
While waiting in line to purchase them at any cost.
People have grown accustomed to debating themselves.
As if those overhearing them,
Become attracted to the redundance of the limited topics.
Divisions they have created,
Have outdated realities.
They refer to the 'others' as those on the 'left'.
And yet,
They are 'right'...
With their insignificant infighting complimented with backbites.
Their own divisions they have created,
Escalated devastation.
Clearly they are a people of greed,
Wanting more of it for themselves to feed.
With an outsourcing of jobs...
For cheaper labor to pay as their economy slipped away.
They were the ones to oversee this travesty,
As a means to quietly lift themselves...
To the land of abundant gluttony.
Divisions they have created,
Deletes the fact of their discreeted deceit.
As their own hands dipped
While a diminishing of beliefs of those values and standards,
Were going unpoliced!
They speak of a greatness only reviewed on sporting fields.
They speak of a greatness on streets of decadence no one feels.
To lead is to know how to follow.
To greed is to know how to follow those like this who lead.
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Unity is the great goal toward which humanity moves irresistibly. But it becomes fatal, destructive of the intelligence, the dignity, the well-being of individuals and peoples whenever it is formed without regard to liberty, either by violent means or under the authority of any theological, metaphysical, political, or even economic idea. That patriotism which tends toward unity without regard to liberty is an evil patriotism, always disastrous to the popular and real interests of the country it claims to exalt and serve.
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Hardworkers Not Crooks
Hardworkers,
Not crooks.
Were those I knew,
Who raise early my beliefs.
Maybe perhaps a few of them were thieves.
But none showed me,
An abandonment of greed was fed publicly.
Whatever it took,
To accomplish any deed...
The satisfaction was in the doing.
And not at the expense,
Instilled in my integrity.
Materialism and other 'isms'
Of all kinds.
Was never on my agenda.
Or made to prioritize in my mind.
I needed to keep my identity defined.
And hardworkers not crooks,
Made sure that discovery was not hard for me to find!
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Strength In Leadership
Strength in leadership,
And commitment to rhetoric...
As the dollar value slips.
Leaving harder times to come and exist!
Has nothing to do with who has image.
That ego massaged has caused this rift!
Creating an estrangement of realities.
People have had it and are getting sick.
Hidden corruption and blatant greed...
Has only delivered a few this bliss.
And those who have been against this ssshhh...
'It...
Does not make a difference.
Sacrifices influenced and made,
Today has taken savings of money away.
Strength in leadership has camouflaged to hide...
A catastrophe that avalanches to bleed an economy dry!
And a lack of confidence,
No matter who now lies to convince this mindlessness.
Even if wished...
We can not rid ourselves of none of these conflicts!
Why?
'WHY? '
Some ask as if to be answered.
As if a strength in leadership...
Will cure their ailments and other illnesses quick.
When they who raised these questions...
Praising those crazed.
Welcomed all it!
And ignored nonconformists who resisted,
The actions of these defective movements.
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An Effectiveness That Has Manifested
What is not liked?
A clear weeding of deceit.
What is not appreciated?
An exposure of greed,
Disclosed for all to see.
What is becoming more understood?
Those wishing to turn back time,
If they could.
To ensure all interests were invested,
In humanity and goodwill.
Instead of creating a hated that kills,
With an effectiveness that has manifested...
No caring to share knowledge and skills.
And...
Done with less praying under steeples...
With a hidden reason to treason the people.
What is not liked?
A clear weeding of deceit.
What is not appreciated?
An exposure of greed,
Disclosed for all to see.
And a decadence that has gone on...
In sacred places,
Basking in hypocrisies!
Leaving no solid foundations...
For those who follow,
With hollow beliefs.
Leaving no solid foundations...
For those who follow,
Feeling an emptiness they grieve.
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Coming Down Hard On Crime
They're coming down hard on crime.
And this you can believe.
All eyes will open wide.
And deceit and thieves,
Will cease to be.
So hold your head erect!
And know this will happen soon.
And sing a happy song.
Knowing we'll soon be crook free!
Come from behind those bushes,
Children.
Come...
Come sing along with me!
The 'boogeyman' is gone.
They're coming down hard on crime.
Sing...
('Coming down hard on crime...')
And this you can believe.
('This we can believe...')
I think you've got it.
All eyes will open wide
('Our eyes are open wide...
And deceit and thieves have ceased to be.')
Very nice!
Yes...
Deceit and thieves.
('Yes deceit and thieves')
Yes...
Deceit and thieves.
('Yes deceit and thieves')
YES...
DECEIT and THIEVES.
('DECEIT and THIEVES')
Together and raise our voices high!
YES...
DECEIT and THIEVES...
HAVE CEASED
TO
BE!
Marvelous children!
Wasn't that a 'happy tune'?
NOTE:
Doesn't this remind you of 'something' from...
Let's see...
The Sound of Music?
Yes!
When the hills became alive with it!
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Reluctance To Come Into Contact
I never thought that being mature,
And taking responsibility for my own actions...
That I, alone, choose to be held accountable for doing,
Would come to be regarded as showing signs of weakness.
And my reluctance to come into contact with those who deceive,
Now regarding me to be...
Inconsiderate, self-centered and disloyal,
Would leave them with beliefs that I have lost my mind!
It has taken me some time...
But I have found I am perfectly fine,
With the accepting of their beliefs...
That gives me a freedom to enjoy my peace without debating.
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From Behind The Shadows Of Others
How do I recognize a demonic influence?
It demands to interfere with one's peace of mind...
With an annoyance kept.
Seeking to be understood.
And trying to convince that an interpretation of life,
From behind the shadows of others easily influenced...
Is the rule to be followed.
And seeks to whisper doubts and curious conflicts,
In one ear to confuse with fear and procrastination.
And insists it does...
With criticisms directed and made,
Towards others not tolerating this nonsense.
With a spreading of lies to isolate and defame.
Especially those...
On a path taken and chosen with experience to clear,
Familiarized debris...
That tries to prevent a consciousness,
Already introduced to truth!
And those demonically influenced,
Are deceivers of truth...
And anything remotely connected,
With an attached understanding of it.
One demonic wishes to stick,
With a sweetness that delays.
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Sober, Grave, And Staid
Sober, grave, and staid...
To highlight one's prim and proper,
Self restraint.
Often impairs one's vigor and effectiveness,
To react spontaneously...
That allows the naturalness of the order of things,
To flourish to become what they are intended.
And unfortunately reflects,
A stagnation of beliefs with those standards valued...
Unable to compete with an existing reality.
'We will continue to seek leadership,
Which represents 'our' interests.'
~And those interests are? ~
'Whatever has worked for our ancestors.'
~Even though times have drastically changed? ~
'We are not going to allow times to change.
We prefer to keep our beliefs outdated.
And we are entitled to do just that.'
~But what is the advantage? ~
'We do not concern ourselves with benefits,
Or advantages.
Logic or common sense.'
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Higher Ground
No.
You are wrong.
I make no attempts,
To criticize your standards...
Of a lifestyle you prize.
Not I.
My eyes do not hide,
Jealousy as a motive.
However...
The fallout occurring,
That you believe I should endure...
Does pollute the fresh air,
I remembered once there...
Before your campaign began,
To rid the atmosphere...
Of corrupted beliefs!
Had I known...
You practiced deceit,
I would have kept my feet moving...
To higher ground.
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Before We Know It
We've got to fight for our interests,
And way of life.
We must continue to fight for our rights,
And maintain our dignity...
Throughout this crisis.
'He's too arrogant.
Too sharp and too wise.
He's too likeable and popular.
Too possessed with leadership qualities.
Sincere and honest and disciplined too.
And extremely intelligent as well.
He is just too efficent!
Too capable, responsible and accountable,
For his actions.
And yet he can not produce for us,
A video tape of his birth.
Or the moment of his conception.
Who here can say they have actually seen him,
Use any toilet, brush his teeth or has seen him nude! ?
How do we know he is who he says he is?
Besides that African connection!
Today...
Everybody wants to go back to Africa.
Nobody knew the place existed,
Before Bo Dereck created the braid and dread lock look!
We must protect and fight for our interests!
Before we know it...
They will be claiming and taking away,
'All' of our creations!
Including our electronic gagets..
And foreign cars we love to drive.'
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If There Is Division
If there is division...
It has been envisioned,
By those who call for unity!
A unity of what?
Collective respect?
A diversity realized...
Should have that in perspective.
A unity of color?
To accomplish what with each other?
To make the same claims...
That no one lives up,
To a common name?
Or those with divergent purposes,
Should come together
And be entertained?
Or remain as crabs in a barrel?
So everyone will see to it...
No one makes any gains?
If there is division...
It has been envisioned,
By those who call for unity!
Those who have insecurities.
And believe they should be shared by all.
To continue to stall a growth process...
Those professing unity,
Can further dissect...
To feel this done as an acceptance.
And to keep those with identities,
Fearing to accomplish...
Individual opportunities.
That a collectiveness would not embrace.
Because a familiarized ignorance,
Has been replaced!
If there is division...
It has been envisioned,
By those who call for unity!
Those who seek support...
For purposes to abort any gain!
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Deviant Ways
How can you say you hate me with a passion,
And then become compassionately submissive...
With a hunger for me to feed.
What is it about me you despise publicly,
In other's eyes?
Yet privately delight to sweat,
In my arms under 'my' sheets.
With a begging of me not to let you go?
And you wish others to believe this...
To keep me from them distanced?
You wish me your private 'piece'?
But discreetly you seek,
From ME loyalty?
For FREE?
In this economy?
I'm going to cut you off until I am paid!
If that's the way it is going to be.
If it means that much to your 'dignity'!
If that's the way it is going to be.
If it means that much to your 'dignity'!
In this economy?
I'm going to cut you off until I am paid!
Why should I tolerate that nonsense,
These days.
I am not your secret trash to used,
To scratch your rash.
So you can hit it and dash as you please.
Since you want to continue to give me 'shade' in public.
And expect me to keep silent about your 'kinkiness'.
There is going to be mutual dividends to this.
If that's the way it is going to be.
If it means that much to your 'dignity'!
In this economy?
I'm going to cut you off until I am 'paid'!
A 'P' with lots of 'AID'!
If you are expecting me to protect,
Your deviant ways.
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