Best Rothschild Poems
If I was a rich as a
Rothschild
then I would give up my job
as a college assistant
and live in a great manor
If I was as rich as a Rothschild
I would buy
a fantastic stereo
If I was as rich as a Rothschild
I would buy the expensive volumes I see
advertised in the New York Times book review section
If I was as rich as a Rothschild
Wow! Wow! Wow!
I am putting out a beacon on the A-M, I Am Legend morning double-dutch
Pepsi cola, paranoia, post-exilic high school drama. Stop.
Is there anybody out there, I’m hoping you can hear me
Break the door, cover down, but most of all believe me
I haven’t seen another human being in this God forsaked oasis
who wouldn’t place me in his iron-sights just to bury me with the faceless
tasteless, and all around degenerate in-animates
that beheld the new millennium and become some pickled-plastered shits.
50 milligrams of trapazene and a metric ton of ritalin
with any luck will keep me from burning down New York like a Marvel Movie villain
Like ninety percent destruction, like the news on nine-eleven
like the peter parker web net, catching mary jane to save the day
top story at eleven.
Back to you Jen! Thanks Bob.
We are on the precipice of New World Order, but not what we were promised
by the inside job, swiss bank, illuminate, and Rothschild alarmists
This is not the Black Pope signing off on Masonic acts of terror
But a voluntary waiver to exclude yourself from error
Like bubble gum “POP POP”, likes oops that wasn’t me
This is merely just an act of infallible insanity
Temporary numbing off the senses til it lingers
Let the beasts in his cage lick the cheesy powder off your fingers
In the year of 1980 there was a scientific discovery
indeed the researchers were baffled by this nihilist anomaly
They kept a scaly monster locked up, Isla Sorna penitentiary
But they didn’t tell the people what the spectacle was meant to be
The monster was a man, and the man an animal
I don’t believe I’m ever getting out of this dirt hole.
The monster was a man and the man an animal.
We see the distraction clearly
Thinkers research hidden truth
Exposing false values where moral ground stands priceless
Workers are slaves chained to the elitist purse
Not paid exploited by a few fact remains
Kept under control by the bankers
Mayer Amschel Rothschild said these words
Let me issue and control a nation's money
and I care not who writes the law
Have we as a planet become so brainwashed
Government is hiding facts robbing us blind
throwing us to the streets using our tax money
to pay bonuses to these so called robbers
Destroying countries without logic
through their actions all the time lying
creating more taxes
Thinking we are ignorant uneducated
I blame the hardships our world is going through
on the bankers and their cowboys
Who can buy soldiers or countries
World leaders are now all corrupt
with a lot of secret deals in their closets
They no longer stand with the people
Watching suffering every single day
Homeless rising we are all brothers and sisters
Our democracy is being undermined
Wake up and smell the roses
Ceasear's law is being enforced
Very few people smile these days
burdened by debts manipulated with low wages
Keeping the working class down
Society becomes a place of total control
a playground for the rich creating chaos
through war games keeping our eye on their goal
S€CRET $OCIETIES
There it was on the internet for the world to see
“the secrets of the masons and secret societies.”
There were names and there were dates and details by the score
till the secret of their secrets weren’t secret anymore.
With exposés and videos getting multimillion hits
it was a tell-all, underground, middle finger pointing blitz.
It was Rothschild in the cross hairs, with that cover blown,
stripped of all the subterfuge in a youtube fire zone.
It was fortress Rockefeller, in a state of compromise
from an info-insurrection, revolution on the rise!
We know it’s the illuminate, Bilderburgers and all those
who run the worlds economies causing all the woes.
You control the central banks and the flow of fiat cash,
creating all the global debt and every economic crash.
It’s you who finance all the wars, and fund the leaders who
would enslave their populations for a buck or two.
It’s your endless stream of front men exploding in the news
while you lurk behind the scenes igniting every fuse.
And with your greedy fingers in everybody’s pies,
you drive the world to poverty and create a global sty.
It’s known your claim is that you are kings of ancient royal birth
and somehow that entitles you, to dominion over earth.
Though you have the power, with hidden technology,
to remedy all the ills of the worlds ecology,
you choose to keep it buried, without the least remorse,
and leave the earth to fester in the wake of your course.
You could make this world an Eden, so pure and so clean,
but like the thoughts within their mind, you make it a latrine.
it’s time to end your bloodlines, it’s time to break the chain,
it’s time to free this dying world from your terror reign.
And though you have vast arsenals, spies and sordid plots
the truth is much more powerful than anything you’ve got.
And it is just a little mouse, an arrow and screen
that will put an end to you and all of your regime.
Cosy as the warmest summer’s breeze,
Reclining poet there beneath the tree’s,
Yellow sunshine dapples ‘ore the leaves,
A picnic basket too, can you believe!
Daffodils abound along the stream,
And lazy clouds drift by as in a dream,
Little butterflies, that flutter ‘round,
And rabbits gently flop on softest ground.
The poet’s lady sits with him as well,
With milk white skin, of all she is the belle,
Lip’s more lavish than cherries on the bush,
And when he looks at her she starts to blush!
Into the ink he dips his pointed quill,
This laureate raises eyebrows with his skill,
‘A moment please ‘- for I must wipe my brush,
To paint this scene, so lovely and so lush!
The paint swirls on my pallet like whipped cream,
This couple on my canvas, so serene,
Hark! The poet beacons me at last,
‘Look here dear sir, you forgot to paint my glass!’
Neglectful I, not to include the wine,
A Chateau la Fete Rothschild should do just fine!
Natural resources plundered worldwide
Everyone's a suspect
Watching us and all we do
Working our fingers to the bone until the day we die
One world government the ultimate plan
Rights to free speech being violated
Lets spare a thought for the third world nations
Disease and death on the daily
Oswald the patsy
Rockefeller Rothschild Rich Rich Rich
Do celebrities really need 20 million dollars per movie
Educate yourself, read a book, open your mind
Revolution
The common man, bruised by his empathy,
has strayed far beyond his capacities.
Only the cunning survive the test.
The greedy, the vile and the violent
have prevailed and the wrath
of indulgence has followed
with them.
The meek shall not inherit the earth,
the lamb shall be led to its slaughter
and the wolf shall eat its fill.
Naive proletariat give rise to the refugees,
who become the damned, too weak to stand
beyond the crawl and easy targets
for the 'Super Class' to covet.
The lens of the Oligarchy owned media
keep the masses occupied and hair-trigged
for foreign invaders, backed up by strong
bigot-flavoured treatise.
While barely fledged democracy
is pounced upon by the New World Order,
controlled through stock markets
and national debt intrigue.
Rothschild owned think tanks telling us
what to think, whilst education systems
are designed to execute the middle classes.
And Orwellian prophecies are nailed
to our foreheads by false prophets.
Always complains are there against poets
For being petty and writing on trivial things
And rounding their mind on lower middle class issues
When I heard these charges I was too angry
As I was new in this trade and had excessive love
Knowing not too much about this whole business
Days pass and I start getting a bit matured
And slowly and slowly I understand that the charges are
Somewhat right, poetry is not coming out from its limitation
Out of ten eight poems are found rounding
Again and again on the theme of love in the same way
In the same form abetting teenage exploration
Or encouraging adults to go for extramarital affairs
But they never know that adulterous life leads to crime
Families are destroyed all around
Out of hundred seventy murders are committed
For breaking one another’s faith or going in this licentious ways
They are not found to be concerned
With the Federal Reserve Bank, white house or the budgets
Nor are they found to warn people about conspiracies
Hatched by the family of Rothschild
To make the larger section of people slave
Nor are they aware of the Freemasonries
Or the ruling pyramid who want
To start 3rd word war immediately
Or upon few races, who are they want to do genocide?
Poets are such a petty creature
They do not know anything concrete or deep really.
there's a bloke in this cafe wearing
heart-shaped spectacles
they're a mauve slash purple colour
but they're not your franklin bi-focals
john hegley said you could trust
a man in glasses (big time)
harry angstrom felt naked
wearing glasses
his posture is overblown
he's sampling his tea genially
with an extensive face
he's immersed in his smartphone
like that horse that needed lenses
rothschild with his zebra carriage
there were no heart-shaped glasses
on the hill in calvary
my four-year-old-son told me
he wanted to eat my glasses
Through my injustices
it has given me an insight
one I never had before
These are the words written down
as the pen is mightier and exposes a soul
by Gutle Schnapper Rothschild
if my sons did not want wars
there would be none
These elitists are parts of a spine forming
on the snakes back they are slimy toads
without emotions or feelings
They are wizards
part of a circle who claim rights
to the skull and crossbones of Adam
dark magic your seed is from hell
From the ashes of fire you will smother
tortured empty spirits forgotten void
your soul is empty of loving peace
"21"
A coming of age
agenda becomes the
menu of the day
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
2001, Nasa Document
https://youtu.be/4SSoMsj-q4E
PDF / NASA, 2001 Presentation Doc
http://www.stopthecrime.net/docs/nasa-thefutureof-war.pdf
2020, June
https://youtu.be/88p1y6d5Sb8
Commercials x 3
https://youtu.be/iri5RYkWPp0
Neuralink
https://neuralink.com/
Weather Control
Bilderberg
Rothschild
Georgia Guidestones.
Global Warming
Depopulation
One World Govt
One World Religion
Covid
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/21_Club
http://stopthecrime.net/wp/
the blue print glows back at my sight
it's getting clearer and clearer
and it isn't in my rear view mirror
like eddie said
it's straight ahead
the thirteen are anxious about revolution
they pray for anonymous contribution
the rotchild will kill the rothschild
the child was red all from the start
he needed pink ...the liberal thing
red white and blue liberte....the idea enslaved you
the cresent and the star pay homage to ishtar
the eagle has a thing for the sun
two headed to the east and west
what good is a peaceful protest
blvatsky and her master afghani
pike told mazzini ; you get the black pope ,I'll get the white
ibn wahab and hasan sabah will do what's right
bulan turned jew the talmud is depending on you
encourage your lust , the green said in god we trust
the law took at freedom it's last draw
the zen on the mountain
enjoying a pseudoholy fountain
a meeting was held on the water ,
the ascended masters met the fallen ones
oracles the disaster nuns
karamites once stole the black stone
a silver womb ornament
signaling fascistic involvement
yiddish and hebrew
the wait for nibiru
NASA crowned NAZI
the hindu celebrated the swastika
humanity cusified behind a crooked cross
change is the significance of the moths
the kaaba wasn't a cube
ask the golden ratio
The Creator doesn't need a terminator
oh the AI the machines ..have you looked at your life lately
go recharge or wake up free of charge
Tamer Hossam
Confusion just settles in Julius’ house
And refuses to leave like well-fed mouse.
Julius needs nothing short of a tom cat
To out push whom he is sure is a vile rat:
A wife too cheerful with younger men
One: Ex-Boyfriend when he counts to ten…
Also, a wife whose bosom laughs at guys,
While she makes sure it seems fantastic lies!
Old Anna he’s dodged can give no child,
Younger Stella with his wedding ring wild
‘’ Childless Marriage to this Rubbish is mild!
The newest opinion of Julius Rothschild…
Julius can swear blokes are tasting his apple
And prays for moment he’d with this grapple
‘’God! Let me see in a wrong place her blouse,
To kickstart the handling of a smart louse.
So much of what dictates our society is clandestine
Things going on that we don't know
Games being played that hurts humanity so
So much damage done to the earth through clandestine deals
You think you know how society works
Well believe me none of that stuff is real
It's all governed by the one percent
The Rothschild bankers and all the rest
Who own multi national corporations
They wild the power refusing to let humanity bloom into flower
These clandestine people with their secret ways
Control society and we as the people have no say
They are not elected,
They us their money to dictate how and what governments
Do, dictating policies that hurt me and you
Because its all about the power, all about the greed
If government doesn't give these people what they need
They stop investing in that country
Threaten to bankrupt them and bring that government to its knees
And in its insatiable lust to lead
Governments give the clandestine men anything they need
They sell their souls for the money
And sell us all down the river to achieve a materialistic society
Where people care for nothing but themselves
And sustaining their own levels of corruption based wealth.
Cheat and love and lie and run
Philosophical incline
Who will win and who will try
Broken promises supply.
Roses, Moses, Richelieu
Rothschild, Laurence Olivier
Who accept and who decline
Leave and stay or laugh and die.
Father Pig upholds the law
Mother Piggy makes coleslaw
Children piglets fight and fly
We will eat them, do not cry.
“Do you love her?” - asked my friend
He discovered shame of bread
“Yes I loved her” - answer was
It is truth, but sounds gross.
Positano, Rome, Beirut
Christ, Antichrist, blood, absurd
Holly cow, sacred grass
Sodom, Gomorra, Montparnasse
Nouns on right and verbs on left
In the middle naked sense
Was Pig’s love to Piggy strong
When he heard his butcher song?
Did Pig’s butcher sing that song?