Best Corporations Poems
-CORPORATE CHEMISTRY-
They are with us here today
These children of Dr Mengelè
Who hides away the answer?
Who would cover up the cause?
When we seek the cure for cancer
They forbade it in the laws
Long have they kept it hidden thus
The cause of it comes from microwave
The cure in the oil of Cannabis
Who decrees the truth as libel
But we found it in the Bible
They manufacture harmless vitamins
Before it -Zyklon-B
Youre not supposed to smoke the ****
You might get THC
Never in the world was there a greater calamity
than those infamous years when they had fought World War Three.
There were cities throughout the world obliterated.
Millions of people’s lives were annihilated.
Only small pockets of civilization remained.
The world as we knew it could no longer be sustained.
Old nations ceased to exist in the new century.
Corporations now prevailed in this society.
Even after the corporations ruled everywhere,
the people would not see the end of global warfare.
Corporate wars took their toll on the population.
These struggles exacerbated the devastation.
The numbers of peoples were grossly decimated.
Somehow, hostilities had to be sublimated.
The corporations would invent an ingenious thing,
a brutal team sport that is played on a banked track ring.
Heavily armored men on cycles and roller skates
compete against each other to determine their fates.
The teams both attempt to retrieve a shot put-sized ball
of steel, and throw it into a goal to win it all.
The action is so intense; the crowds are so enthralled.
This is a deadly game. Rollerball is what it’s called.
Based on the 1975 film "Rollerball"
The earth shakes, quakes;
belches up ash, rock and smoke;
spitting tsunami’s and cyclone winds.
Here and there,
extinct species reappear,
as if they’d been spewed from cavern’s, at earth’s core;
perhaps they’ve been hiding for centuries.
As fracking splits the earthen floor and sea beds;
unseen and long forgotten creatures,
rise to exact revenge.
Churning waterspouts awaken sleeping dinosaurs,
while angry winds, spank the trees and buildings.
Who wouldn’t awaken to such a maddening tantrum?
Even the dead, in their graves,
are coughed up in droves,
as Mother Earth’s womb, is ripped apart;
by human abuse.
When…tell me of one time, just one, when…
You saw a lion shoot another, with an assault rifle or
a pack of wolves, building a bigger bomb?
I dare you tell me of just one!
Grizzlies don’t burn down forests; mankind does.
Mankind…is there any kindness about mankind;
once corporate demons, have taken control.
You’ll never see a canine, selling slaves;
no feline littering; no squirrel or rabbit,
dumping toxic waste into oceans.
Only man…unkind…destroys.
Isn’t it time for the human species,
to develop a conscience?
No, it’s past time!
“You what!” I cried, with vitriolic ire.
“You didn’t even take the time to ask
“Me what I thought?” My eyes burned hot with fire
As point by point I took my boss to task.
“So now,” I said, “you’re a Director on the Board
“And I have been demoted, left to bask
“Not in my own success but yours! You scored
“A win, so, ‘Good on you!” But what of me?
“And who was it that threw me overboard?
“For seven years I’ve served the company
“And thought that I was next in line to move
“Into a corner office as V.P.
“But now, instead, you’ve asked me to approve
“My transfer to a branch in Mexico?
“A country that I can’t say that I love.
“I can’t afford to lose my job, and so
“I guess that soon I’ll be a resident
“Of someplace where I do not want to go.”
“But weren’t you told?” (My boss seemed hesitant)
“That you have been promoted to assume
The role of the Branch Office President?
I stood there stunned, as light dispelled the gloom,
And blushed at the applause that filled the room.
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Have you ever watched a sitting
of an Australian parliament
For thirty years or more my attention has been absent
From what I do recall
the language that they use
is full of vitriolic abuse
They have inflated audacity
in what they do believe
They are empowered to enslave us
it's a model I aggrieve
These parliamentarians, they are described as sitting members
when supposedly "democratically" elected
But are they ever sitting, seems to be they're mostly lying
It's a deceptive model, which for three decades,
I have vehemently rejected
And then to rub our noses in the dirt,
they assume the title, the honourable member. How can this be is this a joke
Dishonourable is more apt, treat the sleeping population with contempt
For so many decades this dis-empowering system
Why have the people never been awoke
Such atrocious decisions that are surely made
Conscript young men to fight another nasty corporation war
No love for humanity or for themselves
do we need them? Such direction I abhor
The irony of it all is that we are forced to vote for a so called democracy
Such corruption such a sham
war propaganda, lose your job if you're not jabbed
all these lies issued, to perpetrate a filthy scam
And there's the pensioners, the disadvantaged
who exist, just above the line of being poor
Whilst these parliamentary parasites
send millions to support a Ukraine/Russian war
I maintain no desire, for another human being
to claim he represents me, in any shape or form
And so I do declare a pledge , to do all within my power
to deviate from all political norm
How to educate the public, where does one begin
Of the treasonous system embedded deep within
My allegiance is to adhere to the principles
of our loving Father, existing hgh above
To include each and every day
a simple message of harmony peace and love