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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required My friends I’ve had a great idea, I have to let you in on, I can’t believe that no one else Has thought of this before. You all know how the NRA Says guns have made us safer? Well this should make the rabid cheer Saint Brian has the floor! You’d think that someone else would think To just extend their logic To bring about world peace perhaps Would only take a day. Just give a portable A-Bomb To each and every voter, Perhaps the Congress would respect What people have to say. We’ve all grown tired of hairless apes Attacking like piranhas The moment that a party man Shows sign of intellect. They dare suggest that all our woes From highways down to healthcare Can somehow be directly caused By government defect? It’s not our government at fault But jerks avoiding taxes, That corporations have a voice Is just their latest ploy. The fact that profit trumps all jobs Means workers have less money To buy the products they create The nation’s fate a toy. These men, these so-called patriots Who hate the poor that feed them, Suppress their votes at every turn, Mass pillage is their plan. But so seductive is their path The poor think they are heroes, Cannot appreciate the odds, Confused by devil’s clan. And every day the gulf between The rich and poor gets wider, What’s left to think except the rich Are bound for suicide. While they themselves may miss the heat Live high on hog’s best tokens, Their children certainly will not Escape the bloody tide. And God, I hate to say so but I fear we eat our children, Blind faith in technological Advance could be our end. A reverence for Nature has Just vanished from our culture, The only truth remaining is… ‘Just how much can I spend?’ Brian Johnston March 5, 2015
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