zelensky says that elections will come.'
Yet not till after Jesus, has finished the
Home run.'
Defeating Tyranny
This is how to overthrow tyranny:
elections by a free people who care
peaceful transfer of power
alternative media outlets to counter brainwashing
decreasing the size of government
ridding a society of mandates by unelected officials
stopping demonization of average citizens
halting massive monetary corruption
short of divine intervention
this is how it is done
it is difficult~ many obstacles to freedom exist
that will try to maintain power:
a biased dishonest media
a bloated bureaucracy
an oligarchy of the defeated who want to retain power
unconstitutional judicial power
Nazi style thugs who like to commit violence
it is a tough row to hoe
no guarantees that it will work but
if enough people care it might work
Poor old Schumer and our poor old Nancy
Biden gave them not one pardon fancy
He was stabbed in the back
And thrown out like a hack
Now with Donald their futures are chancy
Chaos Even the Odds
chaos
President Trump
the ultimate chaos
promoting political madness
the latest conspiracy theories on the right
q adjacent madness the new norm
as people become unhinged
political nonsense
everywhere
change
The losing team is so offensive
The terrible lose was so expensive
Depression hits and it's so intensive
No comfort is accepted form even the attentive
The days of worry maybe extensive
We cannot see it from another perspective
How did the unpopular get so deceptive
When and where was his language so persuasive
How can so many fall for the illusive
Was any part of the conscious inquisitive
The time has past to be aggressive
We must resist and not be submissive
Trump won, Harris lost
Gobs of money, the election cost
Polls wrong again, predictions tossed
Revelers and grievers, both get sauced
The American people have
Lost their minds.
Electing the SCHMUCK,
One more time.
MR. Trump, a dangerous
Man-child.
A convicted FELON,
Running wild.
No consequences to
His actions.
A traveling Circus,
THE MAIN ATTRACTION.
He is a FASCIST, RACIST, SEXIST,
Preaching his Campaign.
He BABBLES on and on and on,
The man is INSANE.
A MORON in charge of the
Greatest place on EARTH.
Where we force our Women,
To give BIRTH.
The white men will be
The least affected.
Anything else will
Be REJECTED.
WOMEN, NON-WHITE and
THE LGBTQ.
Pay attention they are
Coming for you.
OUR BODIES,
THEIR CHOICE.
We no longer have
A VOICE.
No more BLUE skies,
cold dark RAIN.
We will live and die,
IN THE HOUSE OF PAIN.
Turbo1904 ?
Waited patiently in lines to cast the vote
The turnout was expected; patience was tested
Uneasiness, hungry, and tired enough to be tempted
To leave the line, but frustration heavy in tote
Some feel it was not a honest fair win
Ballots were burned prior to election
Should there been more ballot protection
Oh well, candidate chosen with a jovial grin
Just pray this candidate is honest and true
A lot of talk of what is needed in this nation
Many voters are celebrating with elation
Some voters will continue to be sad and blue
Everybody will not be happy no matter the circumstance
Its the fate of the political experience for voters
Both parties campaign hard with ads and funny posters
Switch. Different party, its like the nation qualify for a refinance.
At least I’m not alone
At least I have friends by my side
But what do we do
When the silence is the kind shared when somebody has died
I hear celebrations
I read the words of people I can only assume have no love in their lives
and though nobody has truly died
A loss is being experienced
For it hurts
When you realize the country you love
Doesn’t love you back
They call it the land of the free
But I guess those freedoms shouldn’t apply to people like me
And so I process this loss
Yet I sit and just feel numb
Because I should’ve seen this coming
Because hope is for the dumb
surely the end times will soon be upon us ~ might as well live it up
The votes casted
President selected
A lot of angry voters sad
Quarrelsome.
Sometimes when you hit the hard rock
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! You must bounce back
Never leave without a tough fight
That’s the correct thing to do. That’s right
Always remain calm, positive, valiant and defiant
The sun, moon and earth are incredibly resilient
Never stop fighting until the last breath
Eat and drink well and protect your health
Your heart is beating for a good reason
Regardless, please enjoy the new season
Do not give up and never stop living
Keep on fighting; the sun is still shining
Many times when you hit the hard rock
Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! You must bounce back
Copyright © November 2024, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of numerous collections of poetry.
Kingdom comes and kingdom goes,
But crooks collect the entrails.
Taxes torn from each of those:
The we in us who fail.
This is not America,
Not yet nor any more,
As long as crooked crowns beguile,
Freedom's not but lore.
Oh Lord, hear this prayer!
Not for my party winning.
Not for fattening my wallet.
Not for riding my hobby horse.
Not for idolizing my sacred cow.
But for your divine wisdom to prevail.
Oh Lord, hear this prayer!
Open our blinded eyes.
Open our eyes to truth.
Open our eyes to justice.
Open our eyes to goodness.
Open our eyes to humility.
Open our eyes to honor.
Open our eyes to mercy.
Open ALL of our eyes.
Let it not be too late.
(See also my related poems “The 2023rd Psalm” and “How Would Jesus Vote?”
They said I’d win, no problem, no sweat,
But let me tell ya, folks, we’re not there yet.
The polls are fake, the news is too,
They twist my words—what else is new?
The debates? A circus, with clowns all around,
They rigged the mic, turned up the sound.
I crushed ‘em all, as only I do,
But somehow they spin it, make me look blue.
The rallies are huge, the crowds never end,
But the media? They won’t even pretend
To show what’s real—just lies they repeat.
I’m telling ya, folks, I don’t face defeat.
The lawsuits? A witch hunt, plain as day,
But I’m still here, never going away.
I’ve got the stamina, I don’t need sleep,
While my opponents, well, they’re just sheep.
Twitter’s my weapon, my words are gold,
Best tweets ever, or so I’m told.
They ban me here, block me there,
But guess what? I’m still everywhere.
So yeah, this election’s been tough, it’s true,
But I’m not one to give up the view.
The White House? It’s mine, just wait and see,
You’ll be saying “Trump” till eternity.
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