Blinders Poems

With Blinders

I know lots of liberals who can’t seem to grasp
That they are in fact the fascists
Because they know they are of the Left
And fascists are of course of the Right.

These liberals I know are all smart,
Smarter than average, smarter than me,
But they are wrong about what fascism is
As they are wrong about many things.

But just as dumb people know they are dumb
The smart know they are smart
And thus think they have formed correct views
When in fact, like everyone, they have just been programmed.

(8/20/25)

Blinders

After numerous delays 
and many instances of going astray,
You finally put them on. 
Now, they are snug and comfortably fastened. 
These blinders are securely fitted and strapped, masterfully shutting out all distractions. 
Your field of vision is directly ahead, 
with nothing to the left or right. 
You are focused on the glorious light ahead, 
running diligently toward that bale of golden hay, 
away from the distractions of yesterday.

With Blinders On

God carved him from his finest cloth.
He gave and gave.
They drank his broth.
Most unaware of what was given,
with blinders on they kept on living.

Through Blinders

The truth can’t be seen through blinders.
Eyes and ears covered with hatred.
The tongue’s ready-lash sidewinders,
twisting and spinning what’s sacred.

The truth, the fact, reality
masked - the masses bobble their heads.
The illusion of blasphemy
here, when the scripture’s left unread.

No need for truth, when it’s made up.
“What is truth,” plank’s in Pilate’s eye.
Pilate knows - the charges trumped-up.
Wolfish masses prefer a lie.

How often the accusation,
front page news, folks - everyone’s riled.
The leak, having no foundation,
reneged where no one looks - exiled.

But still the crowd cheers old nick.
The stage decked out in crimson fire.
A civil war waged with a Bic.
No matter the damage - it’s dire!

The law, “Love others as yourself,”
truculent in divisive ways -
‘stead hate and pride speech off-the-shelf.
Lollygagging verses… no one prays…

Spend time in the prayer closet.
It’s worth every cent! Spare time!
Hear God - work up the composite.
Don’t listen to the world.    PEACE TIME!

9/3/2022

Political Blinders

The masks are just a substitute for blinders
shutting off all vision peripheral
a ploy to keep the horses pulling straight
to reach the goals of gods quite mythical

No apple on a stick – they do not share
the bounty of their goals with those who pull
while running up a tab they’ll never pay
to soothe the dulling eyes covered with wool

Praise God they say – but never say which one
for fear they may offend those who have two
yet speak with solemn voice - averted eyes 
somber tones their weapon counting coup

And yet we hold them higher than the rest
while hoping to be fed shout “you’re the best”


John G. Lawless
©9/21/2021

Blinders

See no truth,
Hear no truth,
Speak no truth.
Follow the leader.
Don’t look to either side
Or you might see
In the mirror
Of your own making
Your cowardice,
distortions, self-absorption,
lies, and poor judgment.
Keep the blinders on.
Follow the leader
over the cliff.

I Need Blinders

I look around and I cannot help but see
Fodder and seeds for poems in every corner
Along the ceiling, in a cobsweb

How can you write that many some ask?
How can I not? I ask the bag of cereal that is reaching for its coffee
The scotch tape laughs; making fun of me always

Super heroes in capes grin at me from their posters
They want to be diabolical, but they got ruined in their youth
A tiny glow worm scratches his back on my back

Ideas are lining up at attention; my muse is in charge
She twirls her maestro baton and they fall down laughing
I need blinders so I can stop writing.

Blinders

Blinders

I see the blinders hiding me
Light finding gaps in reality
When it comes down to the end
I thought that I would find my friend

Cameos blaring on the stereo
My mind comes back to what it knows
Hierchy insanity rings my ears
Strange how we always find our fears

I’m the villain and the hero
As the clocks resets to zero
Your flash became my light
Now it’s dark and you’re not allright

It’s hard to find a change of course
When did the pain become so forced?
My edges seem to cut the good and the bad
Give me the peace; not chaos in a bag

I’m battle-tested and hardly rested
I’m a wild-card baby at my very best
So give me your hands and clench them tight
Stand with me in the battle of forgotten light

Blinders

i kept my eyes
open at sunrise
staring at the
solar flares 
of her 

sonrisas
increasing
more then my
other senses i
begin thinking why

just for one
poem i chose
a permanent dis
ability so i now see
a possabilaty of more

profit not twice
but thrice the
money made
from the pet
rock and the

mood ring
combined
what better
idea then to
sell sunglasses

to
the
blind

Peeky Blinders Slam

Peeky Blinders

Flat Caps adorned with Razor Blades

Clandestine meetings in smogy working-class Pubs  with sawdust underfoot

No rest for the downtrodden or wicked

Fodder for the Industrial Gentry

On the reverse side

Only Gangs from the Underworld Thrive

The Stage for a Gritty Drama 

Faces etched on Bleak Prison Wall's

Now forgoten Town's rundown

Descendants with uncertain futures

Born in the wrong Decade

Yet still a Slave

Peeky Circumstances

Dark alliances

Blinders

blinders on
passerby charging through
heart safe in pocket



posted on August 22, 2018

Keeping My Blinders On

4:33  PM  29 Nov 2014

Walking through the night with my blinders on
Haunted by the memories of an old country song

The chains of the past finally wearing thin and breaking off
The dawn ahead in my tunnel vision warm and soft

Invites me to the future where there is the land of the free
Gotta keep these blinders fastened tight so I can see what will  be

The anchor in my heart so heavy tearing it in two
I can not turn back though my heart be torn through

The pain so hard to bear 
Pain that know one can share

But when I reach that beautiful land
On my two feet I will stand

I will stand strong without the chains
I will stand tall without the pain

I will overcome this life and Live!

Remove Your Blinders

No heartbeat will pass through these teeth
Nothing's child will digest, rest dead inside me
A plead or two, violent rages ignored
What did her smiling eyes mean to you?
I know you saw her grinning

Let me tell you, child bearing a heavy heart:
Karma is alive and kicking 
Every heartbeat has purpose

Sick to my stomach I discover much truth
Humans ripping flesh from bones-- I have a bone to pick with you
To what extent of this insanity does it prosper our youth?
May I remind you of meals to spare, the freedom to choose?

I wonder everyday, "Were you even hungry?"
Friend, eating is for survival, to thrive, keep these eyes blinking
Not to slit something's throat
Believe me

No longer will I blind myself from sick,real cruelty
Look at his face
Have you seen him cry?
Are your eyes still smiling?
Three days to live and he can not wait to die

Stop this vicious cycle
Let nature shine through
They were here before me and before you
Wouldn't you liked to be saved by grace?
Thankful for words on a believed page?
Rescued from a life threatening disease of ignorance I hate?
One more rescue breath at the scene 
Open your eyes wide 
We are that change

Racing With Blinders

It was planned investigated and edited 
Measures were interwoven so as to assure;
And in the end success was achieved;
Acknowledged and accredited master of self-survival
     You must have been quite busy I imagine.
      I suppose I’m to offer you kudos;
      Since I never saw the final outcome coming;
     And that in its self-had to have been a bonus
I was young and doubtlessly deserved it;
So I let it go thinking in the future;
Maybe you might feel vindicated;
But apparently motivations go beyond vindications..
       So okay I feel bad “real bad”
       And sometimes I forget myself;
       And let the water run down my face;
        Over the distain that manifest it’s self through selections
And time doing what it often does for some;
Gave me the courage to be,
Open and less self-protective;
But some of us never conquered fear.

Deafening Blinders

The pope said  Mohammed said 
spread Islam by the sword.
That’s not a very nice thing to say
Lets burn down some churches and kill a nun.
Oh my but aint religion fun
I’m so glad I got a gun
The pope must apologize
Now that  sounds sensible
Would you like fries with that?
Simon says jump for joy
Satan just smiles knowingly
And the patient druids wait
For a second world to explode
What will an octave be 
On the next third planet
From the sun
Or will the music die
To join all the other stars
Let’s have a blast
It could not last
That’s life
So woe
Begone

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