Tacky America
America
What used to be a great country, all ruined
From the Bad Lands,
The mountain ranges
The valleys
The coasts
The waterfalls
The rich woodland
Ruined by the people
And in its place
Malls
Big malls
Small malls
Mini malls
Mini marts
Superstores
One stop shops
Dollar stores
Fast food joints
All you can eat
All you can grab
Everything you will ever need
Roads spanning in every direction
North, south, east and west
Highways
Intersections
Inner states
Roads cutting through picturesque landscapes
Billboards, hiding views
Of beautiful forestry and arid landscapes
The animals sit disgusted in their fields
They had no part to play in this ambush of the land
The cutting down of tree
To make way, for
Double, triple super mega malls
And super highways
Restaurants, selling ever type of food
4 pound Burgers,
Super large chips,
platters of tacos,
cheesy spicy nacho's with three different sauces,
buckets of gressy chicken,
boxes of doughnuts,
gallons of coffee
everything is tripled, supped up, maxed out
America the land of the no class
Because ever body is middle class in America
And their biggest liberty is choice
The urban jungle of the world
The world biggest fattest power
Buy now think later
Go for the ride,
Face the consequences later
Put it on the tab
Make that a double
No triple
And a tub of tomato sauce and salsa as well
poem by Charles Orwell
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Dear Bhoilseabhach
If only I had the power to confer
on you and yours all power
to free America
from its greed
and the paltry middle class
to free America
from piggish bourgeoisie
to free America
from its war mongering
to make America
land of the free
and home of the brave
to make America
more spirited and generous
beautiful happy and heroic
dearest Boilseabhach!
poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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America The Land Of The Free
America the land of the free.
The land of the free?
America has the highest
imprisonment
rate in the world not
just in the free world
in the entire world!
America number one
imprisonment double most contenders!
Imprison ethnic poor
imprison your citizens
double above most
imprisonment nations!
America the land of the lie
the land where dreams are sold!
The country devoting most
money into building prisons
massive state penitentiary!
A country delighting in
convictions for serious crimes!
Did you ever think
it might be cheaper?
it might be a better?
system to spent
more on health care
education crime
prevention!
America the land
that can provide
outlet liquor store
outlet gun store
within all worst
crack crime urban
areas because
we all know
alcohol guns
readily available to minors
gangs desperate people is the best
crime prevention policy in
America the land of the free?
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poem by Terence George Craddock
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Super Sadist
Super angry
Super hated
Super evil
Super serrated
Super guitar
Super faded
Never sad sad sad
Super hated
Super sarcastic
Super sedated
The super sadist
Keeps his hands in his mouth
That's gold plated
Hates himself more and more
Cause he's made it
Super evil
Super jaded
Never sad sad sad
Super hated
Super sarcastic
Super sedated
The super sadist
Super high tech
Super pay check
Super ego
Super hate pro
Super cautious
Super nauseous
Never sad sad sad
Super all gone
Super hold on
Super ego
Super phenomenon
Super destroy
Super small boy
Never sad sad sad
Super asshole
Super nothing
song performed by by Jack Off Jill from Sexless Demons And Scars
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Who is less evil?
The Indian moguls
Throw their spit outs
Over their compound walls
For the poor to scramble,
Fight and collect along
With the street dogs
But our Super powers do it wise
They wrap their dregs and debris
In designer packets and sell
In the super markets and malls
Of the poor countries
At prices ludicrous;
Tell me!
Who is less evil?
poem by Sathya Narayana
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Crazy Island
Written by John Mellencamp
Hey Hey America
You're some kind of crazy island
You're a place where dreams can grow
And there's history in your mansions
Good fortune in your plantings
You're well respected we all know
Hey Hey America
Let's check your children
And see what they might know
Hey Hey America
With your salesmanship and your salaries
And your strip malls a growin'
And your handguns and your heresies
Don't hold no responsibility
In this land of easy millions
Hey Hey America
It's so thrillin' to see you grow
You're some kind of crazy island
You're some kind of crazy island
Well I prefer a sunny day
I just thought maybe I'd live a little bit longer that way
I don't think we should look the same
Or talk the same
Yeah I think it's a shame
And Hey Hey America
Across the new horizon
Are you sure that's the way we should go
'Cause I don't know
Maybe it's too late for all that
And Hey Hey America
You're wrapped up in your red, white and blue
Hey Hey America
Wrapped up in yourself and your red, white and blue
Hey Hey America
You're some kind of crazy island
You're some kind of crazy island
Hey Hey America
You're some kind of crazy island
You're a place where dreams can grow
And there's history in your mansions
Hey Hey America
You're some kind of crazy island
Some kind of crazy island
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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America, So Beautiful.
Why is America the beautiful,
So beautiful?
It's because of German Polkas, and beer.
It's because of Irish corned beef, and potatoes.
It's because of French wines, and escargot.
It's because of soul food, from the hood,
The kind you find in Big Momma's,
In Cathedral City California.
It's because of Mexican food,
And the Mariachi's that accompany it.
It's because of the Hawaiian Poi,
And the Alaskan, fish ice cream.
It's because of the Italian Operas,
And spaghetti and meat balls.
It's because of the English language,
Brought to America,
By the subjects of the king.
America is blue eyes,
America is green eyes,
America is black eyes,
America is brown eyes,
America is blond hair,
America is red hair,
America is black hair,
And my all time favorite,
America is brown hair.
America is Japanese sushi,
America is Chinese hot and spicy soup.
America is mountains,
Beautiful snow covered mountains,
Shining in the sun.
America is deserts,
Hot arid and unforgiving,
And filled with life.
America is forests,
That extend,
'From sea to shining sea.'
America is ingenuity,
Great minds, from all over the world,
Reach their great fruition,
In America.
Where they are free.
Why is America the beautiful,
So beautiful?
It's because America is a rainbow,
Red, white, black, yellow, brown,
And all the myriads of colors,
These main colors produce.
It's so cliche to say,
We are a melting pot.
I prefer to say, What the great Bill Murray said.
'We are a mongrel race.'
Yet nothing on God's green Earth,
Is more loyal, more faithful, more loving,
And more devoted,
Than the mongrel.
America the beautiful.
poem by Juan Olivarez
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America The Melting Pot Land
Their fruits proud and confident with their knowledge of modern technology but,
historically sleeping. For some call America "The Heaven on Earth." This simply means, "As there are many
different ways of dying to go to heaven and so there are many different ways of entering
the United States of America. Since there are no differences in heaven between those
who died by road accidents and those who died in the Titanic, And so there are no
differences in America between their fruits, those with U.S. visas, those in stowaway
ships, those jumping over the fence or even bush roads. like heaven or one like America." For some call America "The Land of Dreams." But in their restless sleep with only one
hour to sleep and go back to work, their nightmare dreams are "evictions, Insurance
Bills, Car notes, Tax bills, a dream no longer at ease - "The Bills." Yet some call America "The Land of Opportunities." Indeed what wonderful
opportunities in the K.F.C. restaurants, Roy Rogers, Wendy's, McDonald's, the Great
Merrymaids Cleaning Companies. And what a smile the CVS drug store has for selling
Bengay Balsam, oops sleeping on a backache the next morning, a smile and everything is
fine. As a poet I am reminding their historically sleeping fruits that this land, this beloved
country, this portion of God's created earth, "America the Melting Pot Land." America the melting pot land is the only land on Earth folks flung and scattered from all
over the world with different backgrounds, colors, races, and languages and melted, and
blended, themselves never to be recognized. Although sometimes their zig zag tongues make their fruits ask them - Where are you
from? - In this melting pot land "America," only God could save their proud fruits with
whom they melted and blended. Thus violence has no color or race in this melting pot
land. I counted my blessing as ninth grade school drop out to be melting and blending myself
with intellectual poets in this melting pot land, "The United States of America."
poem by Binta Bundu
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America
(Francis Scott Key)
Oh, say, can you see
By the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed
At the twilight's last gleaming
Whose broad stripes and bright stars
Through the perilous fight
O'er the ramparts we watched were so
Gallantly streaming?
America, America, America
America, America, America
And the rocket's red glare
The bombs bursting in air
Gave proof through the night
That our flag was still there
Oh, say, does that star
Spangled banner yet wave
Over the land of the free
And the home of the brave!
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America
ooohhh
song performed by by Lou Reed
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America The States
America America
The States
The States
The land where my fathers died,
And where I lay my fate,
Declaring independence from big ol’ Britain,
When they came to take us back they got an ass kickin’.
America America
The States
The States
Been living it up since 1868.
We got our freedom, we got the right,
If they try to take it back then there’ll definitely be a fight.
America America
The States
The Sates
Saluting to the banner,
Of the red, blue, and white.
In a havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
poem by Whoopie Cushion
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Changed Landscape
the map of
the country is changing
stores close
new roads are constructed
you leave years ago
the people close to you
wave their hands
wishing you luck
in another country
you lost
good luck was not in your side
when you come back
they are no longer there
you do not know the names
of the streets
they change it years back
the children playing softball
in the field
do not bother
a stranger is watching the game
but not cheering
houses fade
rivers become dry
mass housing projects mushroom
you look for the past cafe where
you had coffee with her
it is no longer there
malls crowd
you go into vast window shopping
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My rights..
My parents take me to the Malls one after another,
Where I have seen local people and foreigners,
Young boys and girls hug and kiss each other, while shopping,
My parents did not bother to notice what I am watching,
Every Sunday we visit the Malls to shop and roam,
Until our legs are tired and then only we come back home,
Exam is nearer and I am grounded with books and tuition,
Outing, entertainment and TV all out of reach,
My father, a professional, wants me to excel,
My professional mother prays for me to succeed,
Both of them try to educate me as much as possible,
Even they may think of programming the brain of their child,
I am not as excellent as them and I want to practice,
How I was brought up. But they scold and curse,
That I am rebellious, not cultured and loose.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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Love America
America is a beautiful country
Where millions of people live
America is a loving country
That loves to give
America is so beautiful
The people and things are too
So are the 50 stars & 13 stripes
In red, white & blue
Americal is so loving
They give when anyone need
If they know of anyone hungry
They'll send them food to feed
America is so beautiful
It's also a loving place
America has the most beauty & love
Because it's mixed with every race
America Is Not... Is
America is something far greater
beyond the borders of the united states
America is not made of rock land or sea
America is not the country
we were fooled into
mistaking it to be
America is not a monger of war
not a preacher of nationalism
America does not exploit
the weaknesses of humanity
America has never been
represented accurately
or depicted properly
by those career manipulators
America is not a place
where one man can reject
the presence of another
America is raw unearthed potential
freedom truth beauty equality!
America resides in the heart and mind
America is home of the human spirit
America is a dream of potential earth utopia
America is something we all cherish and long for
America, its time we redefine ourselves
rethink our concept of who we are.
poem by Gregory Allen Uhan
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America 'The Great
If America's so beautiful
If America's so great
Then why is it everywhere I go I only see hate
If America is the greatest country in the world
Why so many needless deaths?
It makes my stomach curl
Sure there's opportunity but who's it for you ask?
People who make it big by chance or the one's who already have cash
So if you think your countries bad think of what I say
America's going down the drain so wherever you are just stay
poem by Rodney Quills
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Ontario
Beautiful place with five great lakes
Colored Maple leaves and snow flakes
Cold Winters, autumn days with shower
Breath taking Niagara and tall CN tower
Blossomy Spring and lots of flower show
Friendly Santa and Christmas in snow
Mining Forestry Farming Fishing
Job for everyone, all who are wishing
Monday to Friday we work no rest
Weekends reserve for friends and guests
Apple Grapes Maple syrup and Beef
Tasty wine over a game of Maple Leaf
The Sound of dry leaves extend Halloween
Kawarthas, Thousand Islands - what a beautiful scene
Agawa Canyons, French River, big shopping malls
QEW, Marine land & Kakabaka falls
Bears Deer and Moose on the road
Millions of immigrants and biggest Airport
Longest street, country's capital and skydome
This is Ontario - our beautiful home
poem by Deepak Manchanda
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Super Powers
Who will be World top Super Power in a decade from now
To Asia's waking giant will all others bow
For like every Human Being every Super Power has it's day
And number 2 takes over when number 1 fades away.
In human history many Super Powers have come and gone
But life in the big World out there it goes on
And too much power always seems to go to the leader's head
In the wake of the struggle for power far too many lay dead.
The Super Powers like the Seasons they come and they go
But of the lessons of history too few wish to know
That those who abuse their power as a Super Power does not stay
For arrogance and power drunkeness there's a price to pay.
So many great Super Powers in the distant past
But like everything in life nothing is meant to last
In Asia a sleeping giant is beginning to wake
A great threat to all as his move to the top he will make.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Truth Is........
I do not like hamburger for breakfast
I do not like eating apples
I do not like the snow
I do not like to be put in this freezing situation
I do not like to eat wheaties for breakfast
I do not like so many chocolates
I do not like Nike shoes
I do not like the Golden Gate Bridge
I do not like to be a citizen of the United States
Of America
I like it here in the Republic of the Philippines
I like being brown and small and chinky-eyed
I like the tropical climate and the white sandy-beaches
Of Boracay, I like the chocolate hills of Bohol
I like the stalactites and stalagmites of Palawan
I like the SM malls and the Jollibees
*(When the truth is,
The consul denied him a US visa)
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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My version of Ginsberg's America.
Against the filthy politics found in America and against the actions of it's dispicable governments.
America tell Coloumbus to fook off, take his smallpox and Capitalism with him.
America, you've swallowed your national mythology like pancakes and syrup.
America, Land where eugenics was tried
America, Land where the native americans cried
America, Land where warmongering thrives
America, you think you're the world police.
America, you were duped by a Christian to believe he's the prince of peace and now a black man convinces you the same.
America, your obsession with religion is insane.
America, I hope your guilt drives you to suicide, having to stare into the eyes of the children of Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
America, I hope the masterminds of the Manhattan Project are suffering like they should.
America, your dream is as fake as Hollywood.
America, what the hell happened in Zuccotti Park?
America, you actually have a exhibition dedicated to Noah's ark?
America, where is this democracy you're trying to spread?
America, why won't you let the poor be fed?
America, you lead the west in destroying the world and waging war.
America land of MKULTRA and CO-INTELPRO
America land of Glenn beck, Neo-cons, where gay marriage is a 'no no'.
America, you're no city on the hill.
America, you're the home of the corporate shill.
America, you're oil addiction has make the globe ill.
America, your tv channels still project cold war closed minds.
America, how is it that slaves built the white house?
America, what exactly did you mean by 'All men are born free and equal'? Terms and conditions apply?
America, what are you doing to right past wrongs?
America, where's your concern for the Navajo?
America, I would've fought with Geronimo.
America, I think you've forgotten the Treaty of Fort Laramie.
America, Pay back in blood those killed at Wounded Knee.
America, you lied about Pine Ridge and the FBI really killed Annie Mae.
America, massacring to the tune of a million dollars to catch a single man.
America, which small country will you invade next? America, I can see your eyeing up Iran.
America, You wouldn't want what happened in Diego Garcia to happen to you.
America you know a thing or two about Coup
America Bikini Atoll is still ailing.
America, Love Canal is ruined.
America, I love the Wobblies.
America, The city of Chicago can built statues but it really just needs to apologize.
America, you've poisioned us all.
America, Land of Bush, of agent orange and Monsanto
America, Trainers of the Taliban, guards of Guantanamo
America, Land where the poor are shushed
America, Land where environmental decay is pushed
America, Land where they pollute the air
America, Invade the world and don't seem to care.
America, Land where the Mexican hides in slums for a meagre sum.
America, Land where they strung up blacks for fun
America, Land where they worship the Gun.
America.
America, Land of government without dignity
America, Home of Jefferson's slave, Blackwater's crime,
The Red Scare
And Gulf of Mexico Oil slick slime.
America.
poem by Scott Forster
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Mabuhay Philippines!
Though my country is at its lowest
I firmly believe that it will ably pass the test
Though the nations will grope in financial needs
My country's resources its people will feed.
We have plenty of water and our seas produce fish
Our land grows everything and its womb is not selfish
We can make our food in all natural growth
We can harvest the best fruits the world ever sought
They say we are poor yet our malls are all selling
Our people have cellphones, the latest cars they're buying.
The investors are coming here, realty business is booming
Condominums fast rising and like mushrooms a-blooming.
We have pearls in our seas, we have gold in our mountains
Our silver is the best and its sources are a bargain
Our people are poor but they live life with great smiles
With dance, music, and song and prayer all the while
We survive those disasters because of our character
The 'Bayanihan' spirit- we look after each other
With all our workers spread throughout the world
We don't even need government, we manage well we are told.
Our heroes are many, too many to enumerate
From Paeng Nepomuceno, Manny Pacquiao to date,
To Lea Salonga and our Charize Pempengco
To Efren 'Bata' Reyes and the rest you all know.
There is now black propaganda against my dear country
Prejudice in foreign media laced in utter mediocrity
But the irony of it all is the evident truth
Like dominoes they are falling one by one they follow suit.
A nation's wealth is its people and its natural resources
Its land and its values, its direction, and its goodness.
God bless the Philippines and its people!
Copyright Cynthia Buhain Baello
March 11.2010
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Cities may now bulldoze private citizens' homes, farms and small businesses to make way for shopping malls or other developments.
quote by Bob Goodlatte
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