Best Taxpayers Poems


Premium Member Lions Led By a Donkey

I could see the virus approaching so why couldn't he?
But he had to keep investors happy and save the economy
On his watch people in their thousands, died needlessly
The U.K. had a spiralling death rate, a preventable tragedy.

He didn't listen to the top scientists, they have said so
I hope he doesn't try and deny it and say he didn't know
Care home residents from hospitals sent home to die
A ring of steel around the vulnerable, seems that was a lie.

Denials and lies seems to be a politicians stock in trade
Many have looked on in horror at the decisions he's made
Lockdowns were implemented but sadly too late
While the virus was spreading at an alarming rate.

He said " no more lockdowns, let the bodies pile high"
His advisor said he said it and of course he'll deny
The Bereaved Families for Justice, want a public enquiry
A waste of taxpayers money because he governs with impunity.

He stood in his doorway clapping with a smile on his face
What he offered the NHS 'heroes' is nothing short of a disgrace
They were  offered a paltry rise of a measly one percent
Many put themselves at risk and are now struggling to pay rent.

These pandemics are nothing new and this one won't be the last
It's a shame that he and other leaders didn't learn from the past
Politicians are sparse with the truth, and they often deceive
But please make up your own mind on who you want to believe.


Written on 25th May 2021.

Premium Member My Favorite President Is Yet To Be

My favorite President is yet to be
  He may well not go down in history
For he'll do what really needs to be done
  Antagonizing almost everyone under the sun

First he'll fix Social Security; it's running short of cash
  Upping retirement age to 68, a move the 'swamp' will call rash
Then he'll crack down on Medicare/Medicaid fraud and crime
  Infuriating the clout-heavy cheaters in America's medicinal slime

Next he'll free up school choice for the poor, not just the rich
  More vouchers and charter schools: teachers unions will yell and beech 
He'll clean up the ghettos, bust up the gangs, and load up the jails
  Violent felons and their Park Avenue backers will want him impaled

He'll break the stranglehold on free speech and inquiry in universities
  Big-tech CEO's will squirm, when he ends their totalitarian strip-tease
He'll repair the military, building the strongest defense ever
  Daring China and Russia to come get us -- They won't; they're too clever

He'll veto delusionary pork projects which taxpayers can't afford
  Boosting old-fashioned 'capitalism' -- for that he will not be adored
As for climate change, he'll pressure China, India and the other slackers
  To reign in their CO2 abuse, while the world calls him a bully and hacker

Truth is, my favorite President-to-be will probably never get elected
  And if somehow he does, I hope from angry mobs he'll be protected




          ~ Inspired by, but not an entry in L. Milton Hankins'
                        'Your Favorite President Contest' ~

Premium Member Freedom's Fragile Chains

Overcrowded prisons,
brings joy to early released criminals.
Taxpayers may be happy,
but there's predators at playgrounds,
rapists at bars,
stalkers, stalking,
violent hooligans back at matches,
abusers contacting their exes,
jealous lovers beating new spouses.
Mobs on the streets,
will only bring mayhem,
unless vigilantes rise,
whilst the police hide.
Who will protect the traumatised victims?
© Silent One  Create an image from this poem.


Paradise Mislaid

We decided to turn Paradise into real estate.
Trouble was, we weren’t too sure where to find it,
Though experts had located it somewhere
Slightly west or east (left or right, looking north)
Of a point midway between the Euphrates and the Nile.
According to some, it moved sideways a few inches each year.
Computer systems would relieve us of Adam’s curse,
Which many wanted back as soon as they had been relieved,
And Eve discarded more and more items of covering,
And everything (a forgivable exaggeration)
In the garden (the upkeep of which had to be paid for by taxpayers)
Was lovely (or at least pleasant enough for most).
The Devil, who no longer existed (save as a literary metaphor)
Had been extradited on a drugs smuggling charge
And was last seen heading north.
The Forbidden Tree had been cordoned off by
Security people and no serpents were allowed near.

One day we woke up to discover
That Paradise had absconded in the night.
The more sensational headlines read PARADISE LOST,
But this was watered down in a subsequent official press statement 
to read PARADISE MISLAID.
As to its new location, even the pundits failed to agree
Whether and if so, by how much, it had moved left or right.
It was even rumoured that the Devil
Had bribed the Angel at the Gate
 and infiltrated the Intelligence Service.
The Ministry of Defence reported that a large flying object
Had appeared as a blob on the radar before slipping off,
And some wag even suggested that this was Paradise in fact.

Adam uttered “What the..” under his breath,
switched off the telly – it was an old war film –
And gave Eve a knowing look.
Eve didn’t fancy an early night,
And the ensuing row
Raised Cain.

Unlucky

knew a young man when i was a 
young man whose life had been 
screwed from the get-go/HEWA
SADRIFTINTHATWAYTHAT
SOMEAREWHENYOUCAN
LOOKINTOTHEIREYES&SEE
THESTARS/HADALLHE
NEEDEDHADENOUGHTOGET
SOMEGOODSTUFF&YETTHE
WEALTHOFSADNESSINHIS
EYESGREWTHEMOREYOU
CAMETOKNOWHIM/seems
his father was a test pilot for the
us of a & a company who spends
money to buy congressmen &
presidents in order to get more
wars started in order to make 
more bombs in order to sell them
so that taxpayers can buy them
so people they never meet in
person can be obliterated in 
their name/HEWASUNLUCKY
THEDAYTHATTHEYTOLD
HIMTOGOUPINABRAND
SPANKIN’NEWRIDESAYIN’
THATITWASSAFEKNOWING
HE’DDONEITAMILLIONTIMES
BEFOREBUTYASEETHEY
WERELYING/YESITISTRUE
YOU’REGOVERNMENTLIES
TOYOUEVENIFYOUHAVE
TESTFLOWNPLANESBEFORE
SOTHATTHEYCANGOTO
OTHERCOUNTRIES&BOMB
THEMINTOASH/what happened
next anyone could see coming a
mile away for the plane stayed
in the air for less than a few min.
& down it came killing the dad
of the guy i knew & leaving a
mother & son now without the
man they loved so much/AND
WHATFOLLOWEDWASALONG
LAWSUITINWHICHTHEYOUNG
MAN’SMOTHERWHOHADJUST
RECENTLYPASSEDTHEBAR
FILEDAGAINSTTHEUSGOVIN
ORDERTOGETSOMEKINDOF
“JUSTICE”ASIFITEVEREXISTED
INTHISLIFE/SOTHEMONEYCAME
&THETWOOFTHEMDIDN’THAVE
TOWORRYABOUTMUCH
FINANCIALLYAFTERTHATBUT
ONTHEDAYHETOLDMETHESTORY
HESAIDWITHATEARINHIS
BLOODSHOTEYES/”i would give 
every penny of it back, just to have
my father still alive.”

Premium Member Systemic Equity, Anyone

To the victors go the spoils, or so they say
  It's a rarity when losers have their way
Though the Democrat-fueled Mueller investigation
  took $32m dollars from the taxpayers of our nation

Come now questions 'bout the recent election
  Late mail-in ballots neither signed nor sealed
Hours-long gaps in vote counts, something concealed
  But to the victors go the spoils, as they say
    ~ The issues brushed aside; Dems get their way


Peon Wall

Donald Trump offered up a prayer
But God knew Trump wanted more hair
So Trump made a call
To The Wailing Wall
Where folks bang their head in despair

Trump MUST have his own Wailing Wall
With taxpayers funding withal
When folks on their knees
Are begging Trump, "Please!"
Its the grandest wailing of all!

I Want To Throttle That Darned Axolotl!

I have a friend called Bob Beaubobble
who trains unusual pets to juggle
assorted items frequently fumbled
by freakish fish or octibumbles

This hobby made him mucha dinero
which he put in the bank ‘with interest’ to grow  
but while he was filling in all of the forms
One creature escaped from under his arms

Unseen in the dark, in the bank late at night
It bypassed security through the intranet site
And juggled and gambled to its hearts content
playing with our pennies until they were spent

Red-faced officials met the press in a panic
George Bush sent more troops to Afghan and Iraq
World leaders drew circles around toxic debt
then pointed their fingers to the country that started it...

The slimy old salamander sucks his cigar
as he drives to his office in a luxury car.
CEO though all see he's a feckless axolotl
without any shame, just a shed load of bottle.

He's safe in the knowledge, while his bank has been drained
A huge bonus is scheduled to keep him retained
and cash will be pumped from the taxpayers vains 
soon he’ll start things all over and gamble again.

Premium Member The Polling Place

The November skies darken early
Citizens walk in 
To vote
Nationwide elections
High school gym
Opened just for them 
Voices echo in the large hall
Clerks check names and addresses
Pointing to names in musty ledgers
As lines get longer.

The ones I can spot 
Are the old veterans
Who spent their youth at
D-Day, Battle of the Bulge, Guadalcanal
I say 
Courage to them 
Who knew how to be brave 
At so young an age
They walk slowly now
Wives often leading  
You sense that for them
Time is running out
The hour glass near empty
They never bragged all that much
To them voting is a right.

You can spot the others
Waiting on line
Veterans of 
Korea and Viet-Nam
They walk a little faster
Stand a little taller
But time will catch up
And the hour glass will reach its mark.

The voting is over
Discarded papers litter the floor
Doors locked
Lights turned off
As darkness slips into the empty hall.

Across town
Politicians congratulate 
The winners 
Deal are made
Promises promised 
And on this cold night 
Honest taxpayers turn in bed  
Knowing that the next workday
Always comes early.

The Man Who Puts Kids In Cages

The man who puts kids in cages
Laughs at the folks it enrages
Whilst taxpayers bleed
Republicans need
Bilingual pedophile Pages

Premium Member Banking

When government spends more than it collects in taxes,
it borrows money from a central bank, and must pay it back with interest.
Government never has the money when the loan is due,
so the burden of this debt falls on the taxpayer, me and you.
When local banks need money, they also borrow from a central bank.
A $100.00 bond gets loaned out to its clients at 10 times the amount.
The central bank and local banks create money out of thin air.
There is nothing backing it, nothing substantial is there,
but when incompetent government defaults and local banks fail,
we the taxpayers must bail them all out, or face some time in jail.
The federal withholding from every blue collar worker's paycheck,
is not taxes, it is our weekly loan payment for this perpetual debt,
a debt we did not create nor do we deserve,
yet we keep feeding those parasites at The Federal Reserve, 
a privately owned bank, governed by a handful of businessmen,
who have a stronghold on not just my country, but many worldwide nations.
These men hire untold numbers of lobbyists to put pressure on Washington,
to establish laws to protect their corrupt monetary system.
There are more laws on the books protecting their banks and corporations,
than there are laws protecting the human rights of our citizens.
Banking is in the business of manufacturing risk.
I say the risk is too great to allow banks and banking to continue to exist.
It is time for a new global emergent society,
governed by a Resource Based Economy.

Nigeria

Nigeria. 
The country of my birth. Beautiful in youth. Wrinkled as the years pass by. Through no fault of hers. But by the doing and undoing of her children, consciously and unconsciously.
Blessed by God. Impoverished by mankind.
Struggling for self-liberation but incarcerated by wicked and egoistic souls. Souls who prefer to squander and milk the nation today with the goal of enjoying life and securing the future of their lineage.

Nigeria.
Everytime I read the dailies, the thought of what might have been makes it all the more pathetic. A nation whose citizens should ‘swim’ in milk and honey. Whose name should be revered  amongst the comity of nations. But for the myopic  thinking of our  leaders – past and present – we are where we find ourselves; in the woods. The genesis started with their actions and inactions.
Directly or indirectly, the fault is ours to bear. Forget colonization. Forget its offshoot, neo-colonization. We can be what we want to be. Fortune favours the prepared. 

Nigeria.
A weak giant.
Clueless leaders.
A country with no respect for history.  For the rule of law.
Whose citizens are permeated with a brief memory span.

Nigeria.
How can looters still have the temerity to contest elections after their misdeeds some years ago! And people will vote!
Another election is forthcoming; we will forget the ordeals of the past. And vote these insatiable, power-hungry, monstrously greedy, sinister people called ‘leaders’ into power!
Posterity will judge. If it can’t, then God.

Nigeria.
Girls are being kidnapped. Maybe raped and dehumanized. Students are on strike and the government does not give a hoot. Some governors are forever enriching themselves by passing bills that will pay them billions of taxpayers’ hard-earned funds. Pensioners are being owed. Poverty is on the increase. Unemployment too.  Crime. Name them.
All these in a sane country!

Nigeria.
Until our ‘leaders’ are stopped from travelling abroad to treat headaches. 
Until a law is passed mandating their children to school in public institutions.
 Until every politician is made accountable for every kobo spent.
Until the  rule of law is supreme.
Until our votes count…
Things will sure fall apart in this country.

Golden Calf

A Golden Calf came through our old town for people to worship whether deft or daft.

If anyone impedes this Olympian flame in disporting procession coming from this flawed 

home (like all ours) of demos kratos - Greece will save itself if it be true to 'people 

power' that now has a spring in its not always athletic step, gamy leg they will be 

game, a terrorist to to types of boot, receiving their (in) just desserts if they spoil (be 

fair) many people's pleasure. It will be an arresting scene for we vin ordinaire to drink 

in the sights  of champagne wasting sporty types, Olympic worthies, 'celebrities', 

politicos like bouncy Boris in his and their special Soviet fast lanes that no war or civil 

hero just 'sporting' ones will ride in this four times over budget shindig that we 

taxpayers of the world, mainly this faire isle will gladly pay for them to play knowing 

that they shaft us every day yet cannot they take our souls from us whether we are 

                   believers or no - each our very selves will truly show.
© Peter Dorr  Create an image from this poem.

At It Again

Travels with the largest delegation 

Ever to leave these shores

Globe-trotting is his passion

Yet itching are the taxpayers’ sores!

The Royal Wedding

the wedding cake: $16,000-$80,000
cleaning of the streets after the wedding in london: $64,000
the flowers: $320,000-$800,000
pre-wedding hideaway (the goring hotel hosting middleton’s family & friends): $552 a night
for double rooms
middleton’s wedding dress: $64,000-$434,000
the engagement ring: valued at $136,000, given to w. by c.
security: $8-$32 million

$32,000,000
$800,000
$434,000
$136,000
$80,000
+ $64,000___
$33,514,000

*this estimated cost does not factor in the unspecified amount of time that middleton’s
family & friends will be staying for $552 a night, or how many of them, etc.

although i’m sure that
anyone
with a pulse, a half-way decently functioning brain,
and a
heartbeat
could look at the figure posited above
and find thousands of ways to invest in any number of
much
much
much
more worthy causes
than that of perpetuating an incestuous line of
figureheads
that holds absolutely
no
relevance
whatsoever
in the 21st century
but in the united states
the home of the world’s policeman
10 days ago
our blessed democratic congress
“the voice of the people”
cut
$26.6 million dollars from TRIO:

LINK:
http://www.coenet.us/ecm/AM/Template.cfm?Section=GRA_March_April_2011

for those that aren’t aware what TRIO is:

“TRIO is a set of federally-funded college opportunity programs that motivate and support
students from disadvantaged backgrounds in their pursuit of a college degree. Over 850,000
low-income, first-generation students and students with disabilities — from sixth grade
through college graduation — are served by more than 2,800 programs nationally. TRIO
programs provide academic tutoring, personal counseling, mentoring, financial guidance,
and other supports necessary for educational access and retention. TRIO programs provide
direct support services for students, and relevant training for directors and staff.”

LINK: http://www.coenet.us/ecm/AM/Template.cfm?Section=What_is_TRIO&Template=/...

happy are those that are not english citizens
as the taxpayers are said to be footing the bill of
$8-$32 million
for
security, and
$64,000 for
street cleaning after said extravaganza

one has to do their best
to keep from running amok
the day this thing happens
because of what we could really be doing with the wealth in this world

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