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Premium Member SLAMDUNKING POLITICAL POWER MONGERING

SLAMDUNKING POLITICAL POWER MONGERING

A country founded to escape royal oppressive ruling,
Now seeks to become greater than its motherland was:-

In doing so, the present-day POTUS has finally discovered
He cannot constitutionally take away legal voting rights:-

However, he’s attempting to stack his deck illegally to do so, 
Via an unjust constitutional amendment called Redistricting:-

This oppressive amendment would reduce oppositional voting power;
Thus, in opposition to this red-decking, it’s time to slam-dunk our trump cards!

Premium Member NEO POLITICO MILITARY INVASION, OPPRESSION, AND NEO SLAVERY

NEO POLITICO MILITARY INVASION,
OPPRESSION, AND NEO SLAVERY

Middle passages are no longer necessary,
You merely invade/steal the island/nation country:-

When you do so, the invasion/steal, the people/slaves,
And all natural resources/priceless gems are the bonuses:-

Thus, the nature of making America great again:
Improving upon previous politico-military oppressive ideology:-

The irony of it all is being approved to do so,
Via “majority rule "constitutional amendments:-

So, be not surprised when you hear the ultimate in the new greatness:
The POTUS and VICE, being “constitutionally”, granted extended terms!

Absurd as all this may sound at the moment,  think and remember this
and be aware:
The absurdity of the sounds, when the POTUS first spoke of Venezuela,
and Greenland:-

Premium Member Choosing A Genuine Leader

Choosing a genuine leader
Is a dauntingly difficult task
To constitutionally ask
Uninformed voters
To vote their conscience.
Such a practice defies science
And natural common sense.
That too many followers lack
And where criminals hack
The convoluted system
With a simple leaf
Of a fragile stem.
It is hard to catch the thief
The convicted felon, the liar or the backstabber
Who lies like a hot fryer.
It not easy to choose a leader
Who can only win the pot, but
Can lead, without being the butt
Of all hard-working comedians.
Do not shoot the native Indians
They have nothing to do with this turmoil
Which is ravaging the nature of this soil.
Do not kill the good aliens
For no reasons, for excuses
Nobody will believe the ruses.
A real leader is not a tyrant
Who can only talk rubbish or rant.
Choosing a great leader is not easy
The voters must not be delusional and crazy
Money can buy privilege and power
But it cannot buy greatness and candor.

Hebert Logerie Wednesday, May 17, 2017


America 10

Another day yet another mass slaying
Mental health cannot be fully blamed
Even politicians must accept some blame
Rights to defend it maybe constitutionally 
In wild west how many carried gatling guns
Challenging to duel settled most disputes
Ask yourself where is defence in slaying

Referendum

Referendum

Don’t anything force down another’s throat
Even a most savoured milky oat
Or sauce – dripping meat of a buxom goat.

My shame is real
With another’s defensive lines to quote:
Artificial verses to learn by role,
When I can wear a voluntary coat.

Now, how are life’s challenges won?
By rowing, freehand, one’s own boat
Or by proxy ensuring that one does float?
… And at this triumphantly gloat?

Referendum
For all of us and them!
Beyond the held as ‘Rarest Gem’:
The entire humanity
In every community
That wouldn’t be the same
Retaining not their collective name…

For issues that could a life twist
Let one present one’s own gist,
Of those convinced it would clear the mist.

In particular,
Referendum is for me
Living in a state, constitutionally free!

African Love

African Love

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Amongst flowers
There are roses 
Et white ixoras
Amidst stars
There is the sun
Of waters, 
There is the ocean
To rivers,
There is the Nile
To Africa
is mad dictators
And constitutionally imposed hypocrites  
For all African laws 
There are exemptions 
Amid stones, 
There are diamonds;
Blood diamonds
To fighting wars 
There are insidious conspiracies
Of getting old 
Is growing cold
And letting go
For African oxymorons 
Is both paradoxes and confused morons
Of true love is friendship set to music,
Bathing blindfolded in the dark seas
But of my African love is 
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Ghops


Premium Member Life and Death Rights

Liberal lovers
claim maternal rights 
to reproductive powers of yes and no,
maybe and not yet lives.

While conservative haters
demand paternalistic rights
to purchase and bear deproductive automated powers of terminal wrong,
terrorizingly maybe and not yet deaths.

If this is our only viable choice,
between being a socialist
and being an anti-socialist,
a sociopath,
between being a lover
or a hater,
between acting with future regenerative hope
or degenerative malice,
then, for those committed to a healthy energy democracy,
for those constitutionally invested in prosperous well-being,
we can take no uncivil rest
until everyone freely chooses organic and fair communion
over deadly automated commerce,
narcissism,
cynicism,
greed,
fear and anger building hate,
absence of both natural and spiritual integrity. 

I would not think
we would need a PhD in health care
environmental science
or divine arts and crafts
to see which leans closer 
to full-score democratic resilience,
maybe and not yet quite polypathic resonance.

Premium Member The Case of War

The Case of War…
Often tried—never denied.
Wars can never be prosecuted;
their actions are said to be victimless—
even crimeless! 
Collateral damage is coincidence—consequence 
of the unusual precedence of freedom won.
Their realities are evidence of nothing but the truth:
the whole truth!
War has always been constitutionally just.
The defense rest—bail rescinded—war freely goes on.

Peace remains on trial.
All rise…

Transposition

Transposition

A human is afflicted
Constitutionally impaired

Stricken with a penchant 
For humans inherently despaired

On the conscious level
Feels sensations of suffering

Gleans paramount endearment
For their dark proclivity

The human radiates benevolence
To the inviolable entity

Transmitting a vision
That life is worth living

Furnish with the knowledge
That existence must seek balance

Those who shine on others
The beams reach them too

Love begets love
Let us walk in their shoes

                                                                             Sunshine Williams

Scaly Kelly

Scaly Kelly scrawled a scribble rolled up into a scroll
                   Kept it in the Dolly's baguette and waited for the fall
                                 But Dolly was fumbler-bumbler
                                     Constitutionally humbler
            Kissed the baguette goodbye and jumped on a jumbo spring roll










               Scaly Kelly  © RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY November 2014

Musings On Censorship

Musings on Censorship

By Elton Camp

When someone tries to tell us what to think or write or say
Just what authority gives them the right to act in that way

If it’s my own opinion and the information is not untrue
Then I will proceed to write or say anything that I want to 

Used as an example so much that it has become a cliché
To yell “Fire” in a crowded theater we just must not say

But what if the one making the announcement is no liar 
And it turns out that the movie theater actually is on fire?

But wait a minute there if you are now tending to agree
Let’s first examine some other circumstances and see

A pedophile asserts that sex with children is sure okay
Is that his opinion that he should be allowed to say?

Another claims that the church is both evil and corrupt
Many outraged calls for censorship then begin to erupt

The first example exceeds protection of free speech
But the second is Constitutionally well out of reach

But just how do I know that this view is really correct?
It’s because everyone should do exactly as I direct

So I really feel that censorship is needed and is fine
Only so long as the decisions that are made are mine

Civil Private Prays

Civil Private Prays 

I want to be priority made
delivery into the tyrannical hands of justice 
confirmed at the door of rightness
place at the alter of the officially divine acquisitions of men
exposed to be weak to my own consequences
and set Constitutionally free to be independently established 
there in this act of civil service
I will Reform my life to a wealthier social status,  
and be kind, to all men of any status up under all particulars 
respect will be given at the table of should be equal in all lawful economics 
be little or great the man

so now i do stand with no voice 
and only bread crumbs to share 
but my very small inner light flicker in the boundless night
giving Prays to The Universal Mother 
hoping she will hear my not so private prays

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