One of many, a new world order, each day my minds eye sees another shade colder. The stars and the stripes mean a lot in my heart, the founding fathers message, why’d it have to depart? When tyranny strikes this land, in the guise of enemies overseas, the grand scam was planned, our true role in the middle east. They said rebellion to tyranny is obedience to god, repeating the term tyranny as if to foreshadow a facade.
We fund the terrorists right? Then they turn their backs on us, same thing happened with Saddam, the bubble surely busts. Brought him up on a rope, then hung him with the same, our flag should be all red, that’s the color we have stained. Liberty won’t last, unless the knowledge spreads like fire, we’re past that stage already, plan unfolding they conspired.
Trading liberty for security, simply doesn’t work, for we end up losing both, behind the masks they sit and smirk. Sermons written by a man, god’s will never inked, for what was written could’ve been contorted by a shrink; a racist or a murderer, could have written anything. Yet questioning is out of the question, so falsehood we will cling. The day our minds awaken as one, the liberty bells will ring!
Take our America back, before it’s far too late, tyranny is lurking, through deception guides their traits. Whoever issues currency, controls the state as well, writing all the rules of the road, we’re lodged to buy and sell. Snatch the rights from our hands, for the private and elite, everything and the shirt on our back, even how we speak. Guns will kill a man, though a system thats deceives, will rob the world of substance, stripping love to leave light thieved.
A government so vast, they could grant your every wish, then feed you till you overflow, still you don’t know how to fish. Could grab it back at any time, don’t believe me just you wait, trampling the constitution, truly seals our fate. You call it patriotism, I say that it’s a veil, want to know where the blood is shed? Just follow the paper trail. Liberty once lost is truly gone forever, so with speed we need to plant the seeds to restore; to solve this grand endeavor!
Copyright © Nicholas Rush | Year Posted 2015
(Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition)
(Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition)
A fucked up world it’s a fucked up place,
Everybody judged by their fucked up face,
Fucked up dreams, of a fucked up life,
Sleep with a whore, leave a fucked up wife,
Fucked up moms with them fucked up dads,
And a pot belly cop with a fucked up badge,
Fucked up thoughts of a fucked up mind,
Kid got fucked, but the candy was kind,
Fucked up eyes, wishing fucked up things,
Aim high and they cut your fucked up wings,
Fucked up words of a fucked up tongue,
Speak against the fucks, feel a knife kiss your lung,
Fucked up city, acts fickle as fuck,
More bullets than breeze in the air, gotta duck,
Rich survives, but the poor got no luck,
What's the big deal when nobody gives a flying fuck.
Fucked up homes, families gone sick,
Pre-teen hymens getting pierced by pricks,
Fucked up girl, twelve, wishing for a son,
Lord save the world, fuck this shit, I’m done,
Fucked up boy, snorts coke for fun,
Can’t spell ‘caine? My business, that’s none,
Fucked up youth, more booze in their veins,
Than blood, then they question – is the world insane?
Fucked up killer with his fucked up lust,
Raping before peeling off her skin is a must,
Fucked up teachers of a fucked up school,
Molest a student, give him grace marks, all cool,
So many fuckwards enter schools with a glock,
And then shoot kids and all other fucks on the block.
Fucked up man and his fucked up job,
Sit on a protest, vandalize with the mob,
Fucked up the streets set fire to the cars,
For the sake of a drunk celebration at the bar,
Fucked up preacher, tight jeans he’ll scoff,
Bet it’s not gay porn to which he’s jacking off,
Back home, his wife does her fucked up prayers,
Proceed to cover herself in a dozen black layers,
Black conscience, fucked up our thoughts,
Sit back, inhale, as our culture rots,
Won’t cut hair, yet shave their pubes,
Wombs neutered, kids bought in test tubes,
Cube of a mind, fucked up our views,
We prisoners to our habits, habits fucked up too,
Fucked up our votes, politics is a hoax,
Parliament is a picnic for filthy rich blokes,
Fucked up court is a brothel, no joke,
Cover hands in green, judge comes in two strokes.
Fucked up water and our fucked up food,
Has more chlorine fluroride dynamite than it should,
Fucked up history books about wise men,
Teaching kids that we been fucked up since then,
I myself am flawed, I repeat it again,
But the blood doesn’t lie, it’s the ink to my pen,
Think why we fucked up, ‘fore our morals fade away,
Why did real art give in to 50 Shades of Grey?
A sinister buffet, serving corrupted fillets,
Fucked up diet, still, “Too much do I weigh?”
Rolled up in a joint, our tradition’s a dismay,
Lit aflame, our heritage settled on the ashtray,
Fucked up game, dance to this ballet,
Makes you beg another day, pray you not be the prey.
Fucked up system, fuck that’s clichéd,
Like my fucked up poem, fuck, Lord, save the day...
Copyright © Adarsh Raj | Year Posted 2016