Blessed Are The Peacemakers Terminated!
If war is a million dollars
a minute industry?
Or a billion dollars!
Then vested productive
effort those producing
weapons of profit war
weapons of mass destruction
finance target budget a policy
maintaining profit established...
Bloody Status Quo!
This tradition conservative
policy
kill the enemy peacemaker
let the peacemaker
inherit the earth
all six foot of earth.
Is merely good business sense!
But would you really
want to kill
Osama Bin Laden?
Ah there is the rub
rub out peacemaker
profit threatening peacemaker!
But kill Osama Bin Laden?
No! Put a huge advert bounty
on his head but do not kill him dead!
My God! No! That would be bad for business!
Osama Bin Laden! The man’s inspirational!
He’s so good so good for sales killing business!
Man is a killing weapons selling phenomena!
The most wanted man on the planet?
This is a powerful catchy him not slogan!
This is sensational weapons salesmanship hype!
Is he really wanted?
A 25 million dollar pay out
for legendary dead or alive!
Is extremely bad investment... in promotion killing business!
We cannot be having real death of top gun!
Death of a Salesman weapons selling phenomena!
Agencies assist escape of top terrorist selling profit gun gun gun!
Terminate peacemakers!
John F. Kennedy!
Malcolm X!
Martin Luther King!
Enemies of State
Orchestrated; Profit
Producing Vietnam War!
War incited in Vietnam Laos Cambodia!
Keep rolling red dice dealing death death death of innocents!
Profit Profit Profit for Masters Making! Creating New International Wars!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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War Business
Greed is into war business,
Arms sales are soaring high.
Profit billions in excess-
So what if people die?
Selling arms and bullets
For dollars and currencies
Let nations war -no regrets
The money brings prosperity!
Callous fools who make decisions
Creating war games that cost lives
Conspirators of world destruction
In death of men, their business thrives.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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The New American Way
quit banging the drums of war!
war was never meant to be
a means of economic survival...
much less profitable....
human lives mean nothing!
freedom and democracy
are a hoax... a drug
administered through the
late night tv news....
we're not trying to liberate anyone,
it's all profit and loss....
profit to the War Machine...
loss... of lives, any sense of morality
and/or human decency.
it's easy to sell....
just tell the people they're
our enemies... that they're
out to get us.
you dont have to prove
anything...
no weapons of mass destruction
needed... just the fear
created by implanting the thought!
profit justifies anything...
the new American Way!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Peace Peace Is Needed!
“Pray for all nations,
think of what is needed.”
Peace Peace is needed!
A war on terror
is a mandate to war.
So much profit
in war industry
but to make this profit
you need a war.
What politician wants to kill
a million dollar a minute industry?
Peace Peace is needed!
To profit from this greed
this suffering is to serve
Babylon The Great
that Satanic harlot and whore
for nations drunk
on the wine of the anger
of her fornication
must surely include a love of war!
Vast money you spent
in destruction you rent
could not a little more
have been spent on our poor?
To drill a few more wells
to provide clean water?
So African child
died not of thirst
swollen belly starvation...
have a little pity
you master engineers
engineering your profit wars...
have pity upon
nations you exploit
earth’s global poor...
vast fortunes amassed
fortunes you cannot spent
in four hundred lifetimes...
pointless profit
never forget
born with nothing...
and you will
leave with nothing
except soul ripe...
for a final accounting
a last judgement
where your rules profit...
mean absolutely nothing
where you will be judged
held individually accountable...
by a Prince of Peace.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Why do we Let the killing go on?
Why do we Let the killing go on?
I really don't understand all that you all know!
To be the sacrificial lamb of those rich who won't go.
The rich, who profit for the wars they create.
Just to make a profit, and perpetuate world hate.
To render up our young for a useless sacrifice.
To fatten the rich purses with the lose of their life's.
My soul is so damaged by all I have seen.
I wish I could have been more influential a being.
To stop all of the madness and the creation of wars.
That cost of so many promises, the lost futures and gore.
We need to acknowledge the sacrifices of those,
who have be deceived into dying and lying just so.
War should always be a thing of last resort before anyone goes.
Not a thing for the fat cats profiting behind the closed doors.
Selling weapons to nations who are already poor.
Just to fatten the pockets of the rich by killing so many.
I cry for all of those wounded and who have been killed.
To make the few rich cats get more notes of debt and feel well paid.
The illusion of wealth and all it represents.
Will be our epitaph and so sealed in cement!
Peace!
Talile Ali 11/29/12
poem by Talile Ali
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Say 'Yes' To Humanity
A multimillion dollar business,
that many prosperous nations,
involved in, thousands of jobs created,
and thousands of intellectuals displaced.
Many billion dollar entities,
owned by the developed countries,
prosperous it seems to be,
good income and happy they may be.
Inquisitive in nature,
innovative for the departures,
marketing can be undone,
with the blessing of UN.
when a business deal is finished,
maintenance and services are needed.
After the serviced services
the business starts and flourishes.
What business is so peculiar,
that dismantle the mercantile?
What business is so secular,
that disassociates the associate?
We have no slogans to shoot them.
We have nothing to underMine them.
Our words are not attackable,
in the jungle of weaponry.
Say no to weapons,
whether it is meant,
for short and long or
for friends and foes,
Say no to wars,
enough of saying,
good bye to the young,
and innocent,
who believed,
in the bluff,
of these people,
who have wanted,
to make a profit,
in hard cash,
but adorned the victims
with only the medals, the trash.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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I must swindle.
Hospitals are run for a profit.
Colleges are run for a profit.
Temples are run for a profit.
I must swindle to pay them.
11.10.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Failure Unreconciled
Horizons level inhibited.
Self-worth unrecognized
dissipates with dream-mist.
Non-achievement condemns
accusations unbearable burden.
Ambition envisioned
unattained defines limits.
Leisure
career
pleasure.
Activities
locked
in variable
predictable
cyclic
interaction.
Future conversant
frustrated endeavour.
Jehovah beg-pardon
do I bore omnipotent you?
As much as your hedonistic
materialistic cannibalistic.
Dismal oppressive contested.
Dirt world bores opossum I!
Late twentieth century.
Neo-liberal policy.
An escalating booming.
Greed is good mentality.
An every male female
for himself herself.
Coveting crave culture.
God take tender
gauge measure troweled pity;
send mediating madman
to put liberating bullet!
Through rotten
insupportable incompatible;
fruitless worthless
‘I had a dream’
fever dream exploiting time.
Masters of War
target kill charismatic
peacemakers who lead populace
civil rights movements.
Before awhirling
insurrection
warped world
leaves
insurgent psychic
peacemaker stark dead.
Stark victim
fleeced exploited
like a lark.
A caged
hollow ruin
insane.
Is no threat
to gulf war mongers
feasting on war profit.
A new world order
made to measure wars
fought in foreign other
subjugated countries.
Weapons of mass destruction...
war on terror is pulp fiction...
propaganda; legitimizing resources;
coveted; seized grasped controlled;
exploited; oiling war industry...
promotion manufacture sales production!
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Profit
Poverty, hunger,
politics, hate,
weapons, war, death.
This multinational
order of the words that
have a common name:
PROFIT.
poem by Jankovic Zoran
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What is the only provocation that could bring about the use of nuclear weapons? Nuclear weapons. What is the priority target for nuclear weapons? Nuclear weapons. What is the only established defense against nuclear weapons? Nuclear weapons. How do we prevent the use of nuclear weapons? By threatening the use of nuclear weapons. And we can't get rid of nuclear weapons, because of nuclear weapons. The intransigence, it seems, is a function of the weapons themselves.
quote by Martin Amis
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Gavel And Cost!
has it always been easier
to kill your brother than
to listen to your brother?
that which we kill for
fades with time,
and is lost...
the gods we worship,
printed in denominations,
shipped in barrels!
who are we lying to?
we dig graves like
we're burying treasure.
morality driven by profit,
profit at the expense of...
we drench the streets of hell
with urine and holy dogma!
the faces in the mirror,
both gavel and cost!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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Become A Person Of Value: Vote Peace
It was Albert Einstein who said
'Try not to become a man of success,
but rather try to become a man of value.'
I forgive my humble point, fail to see value,
in nations press gang forcing their top league
nuclear physicists into race creating insane;
weapons of mass destruction to obliterate
foreign flag civilian cites filled with victim
men women children military maps targeted;
propaganda sold to herd morons tax supporting,
believing in first strike winnable nuclear holocaust.
'M.A.D. not meaning insane but Mutual Assured
Destruction.20 megatons a bomb equals
a thousand Hiroshima's.' Manhattan Project
Trinity Test Gadget plutonium bomb atop;
a 100-foot tower is ghost nuclear nightmare haunting
threatening human race survival doomed to 'dumb'
prepared (deep underground military bunkers) elite;
classified selected citizens living in new age cities,
your plebs tax dollar paid for, never knew existed?
Hide in earthquake proof caves below molten seas.
War sick skull & bones millions of dollars a minute
industry playing Russian Roulette with Peacemaker
nuclear Missiles political leadership new world order!
I reaffirm what I proclaimed in 1984 world vision.
'Bacteria, from millions of unburied dead,
produce all manner of admirable epidemics.
Your immune system - ruined by radiation
you are at merciless mercy of horrific plagues.
The luckless living envy the ashen dead.'
It was Albert Einstein who said
'Try not to become a man of success,
but rather try to become a man of value.'
I think I'm onto it, victims of vision dreams, live this formula.
It is wrong to stockpile play with arsenals of nuclear weapons!
Illuminati kill peacemakers Gandhi, Malcolm X, Doctor King.
'The flash of the president's pen
deals with the life of men.
Starting a war settling a score
all happens so far away.
(Invasion Iraq Afghanistan Libya
puppet oil wars killing your sons.)
Why gamble your life away
why drink into the grave
why sign the death of an age?
It takes a man to say he's wrong
a man to stop the bomb;
any imbecile can push a button.'
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Potential Business Partners Profit Driven
In this age of global instant
electronic communications
enterprise private networks
any business for glory profit
partners who will not do things
the right way be ethical honest
are sources of huge potential profit
or risk illegal caught consequences.
Which will you conscience choose?
Will you moral integrity endure it?
Do you steadfast, believe in ethics, another future opportunity?
Will you adhering, to high professional standards, wait calmly?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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The New American Way # 3
lets see.
you finance your multi-trillion dollar
wars 100% with China ... and leave
the burden of the debt for the
American taxpayer to pay.
meanwhile, you take the billions
(maybe trillions) of dollars profit
that you make on defense contracts,
etc ... and put it in your pockets.
i've only been in the business world
for about 25 years but i know.
(forgetting the moral and ethical
implications) as we say
here in the south:
'that dog dont hunt! '
poem by Eric Cockrell
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I think right now the jury is out on where and how much profit is available in the consumer electronics industry, because if you look at the current consumer electronics players, the biggest ones on the planet struggle to make profit consistently.
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Dying young.
Oh God, their young faces
Glowing with an unknown anticipation
On this day of their graduation
Very young and barely shaving
Always be the baby to mom,
This could be the rubber stamp
On their death certificates.
So young, they seem like children to me,
High school learning, books and friends,
To become killing, fields of fire and weapons.
The look of shock of the badly injured, the complete stillness
Of the dead.
What was his mother doing the moment he died?
We continue to send our flower of youth,
To the killing fields.
Sons, cousins and our friends.
God bless the peacemaker, God will call them his children.
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Admire a small ship, but put your freight in a large one; for the larger the load, the greater will be the profit upon profit.
When morality comes up against profit, it is seldom that profit loses.
quote by Shirley Chisholm
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It's a failure of national vision when you regard children as weapons, and talents as materials you can mine, assay, and fabricate for profit and defense.
quote by John Hersey
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Squeal
I can't begin to tell you
How bad I feel about it
So now that it is all out
How do you feel - did you profit
Why can't you keep a secret
Why'd you squeal
I thought that I could trust you
Why'd you squeal
I thought we had agreed
That we were in this together
But now that you have betrayed me
I got no other option
Why can't you keep a secret
Why'd you squeal
I thought that it was private
It's a tea party and you're all invited
To kill the narc who wrote it and said it
You can always smell a stinkin' tattletale
Come out of a shell I think so they can break the link
When everyone knows it squeals and that is just as well
A kiss of death goes out to those who rat and fink
Why'd you squeal
But I can't begin to tell you
How bad I feel about it - hey
Why can't you keep a secret
Why'd you squeal
I thought that I could trust you
Why'd you squeal
It's a tea party and you're all invited
To kill the narc who wrote it and said it
You dirty rat
I can't begin to tell you
How bad I feel about it - hey
So now that it is all out
How do you feel - did you profit - hey
Well tell me all the gossip
Why'd you squeal
I hear the leaky faucet
It's a tea party and you're all invited
To kill the narc who wrote it and said it
Kill the narc who wrote it and said it
Who's the narc who wrote it and said it
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War and Peace
'There is in this world that eternal battle'
the General said
'between Good and Evil.
There can be no compromise;
each nation needs living space
and those who follow Evil
will not hesitate
to take yours
and that means,
some of the time,
War.
War is the ultimate expression
of Evil vs. Good
and inevitable.'
Peace spoke:
War is for those who profit from War
and every war ends in Peace
and diplomacy,
Why not skip the destruction and killing
save human lives
and go straight to the Peace?
Nation-State spoke:
Ah, you Peace forget War
is more than the interval between
the Peace
because War decides which people
will be free
and which people will be oppressed.
Peace you misunderstand;
soldiers fight to preserve their country-mens' lifestyles
their families
and those five dollar lattes.
Ah, indeed in War and Peace
someone wins
and someone loses' Nation-State said.
Peace spoke:
Well, Nation-State, that used to be true
but not anymore.
Nuclear holocaust has no winners,
only losers.
A radioactive planet
where no one can live
for a thousand years
is not victory
but massive defeat for everyone.
.
Nothing to celebrate.
You '
Peace said
to the General
'cannot fulfill your main mission
which is to protect the population.
The foe you fight can blow up
all of their nuclear weapons
and the fall out will drift and kill
the rest of us
without even an attack.
You soldiers have to learn new tricks.
You can't really protect us.
All that is gone. You have to retire that side-gun
and sit at the diplomat's table.
'Peace 'Peace said'
has come to depend upon successful social ecology
and restraining those who would have us kill ourselves
in order to preserve our lives.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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