I won't be long, I'll just tell ya all this..So you don't get me
Wrong.' If you look back on my writes you will see, when in
Great concern I made prophesy.' I said the generals are all
Bought.' Or In Aussie this would not be so.' I spoke now we need
A colonel, and by God it was so.' I don't care who you' my
Countrymen decide to back.' As long as they are not the
Four delinqient parties, I've got yer backs.' Yet as it goes
With me..An God being true.' I stand with Australia one.. If
That is alright with youse.? I'll warrant Riccardo would be
Truthfull enough.' And he knows how to tough it when things become rough.' Now I cant vote in person that irks
Me a lot.' So could you cast a few for me? If so my thanks you'll have got.' Take back the country.' That belongs to you
As this side of ( the black stump.) Know my heart
Is fully focused on you all true.!
A sad truth is upon its way..! This un-election day.?? Should
This carry through; will birthdays be next too?
Its hard to contemplate? I have to say.! Can an elected
Government of Britain, allow such? For under juristriction they
Were voted in, as law stands.' How can they then deprive
Other men?
Are they in truth then 'not lovers? upholders of law
Based elections; in Brexit Britain.?
The ballot box frowns
As a second slip sneaks in
Agents asleep, their guard undone
This act, their party's loss begun.
In another world, quiet and cold
Where eyes merely witness, and truth is sold
Another ballot box grins with glee
Its smile bought by bribery.
What once was a promising race
Now marred by a missing name, a darkened trace.
A different print, a shadowed twist
A voter lost, forever missed.
No longer a choice, but a staged deceit
A premeditated game where truth meets defeat.
Like a circus without its clowns
The ballots turn, as fate frowns.
Lots of politicians gathered together
Maximising target area
what too creepy
How much do you get for resigning again
You voted a walking beanbag twice
Presidents to Kings wanted
Psychopathic tendencies preferred
Anyone who wants to be a politician should never be allowed to
Selling now
wanna buy
The election of 2024
Presents an existential choice
Which old white grandpa dude
Both past their prime time
Do you support for president?
Friendly, grandpa
Who has been president
For the last three years?
Presiding over a decent economic expansion
Amid war in Europe and the Mid-east.
Or the former chaos president
Facing multiple court cases
Owing settlements for fraud
Sexual assault and defamation?
Who promises more chaos
And retribution against his enemies
In the deep state, and media.
Calling them all communists
As if an international communist threat
Was it still a thing?
Promising to deport
Illegal aliens
And possibly withdrawing from nato
And other alliances,
and impose crippling tarrifs
on all imports?
Yet to his supporters
Has been anointed by god
To vanquish his enemies.
or vote for RFJ, JR
or Cornel West
or Jill Stein
or the libertarian candidate
or just boycott the election.
staying home in disgust.
Sadly, that is our choice
On election day.
Remember, Thursday, the 2nd of May,
Local, and Mayoral, elections again,
time to cast your vote, time to have your say,
from 7 am, until 10 pm.
Though you may well opt, for a postal vote,
it’s personal choice, it’s your decision,
but make sure your registered, please take note,
check out the electoral commission.
Democracy, is everybody’s right,
that’s why it's important, let’s not forget,
those decades of struggle, the hard won fight,
from St Peter’s Field, to the Suffragettes.
Maybe we, will agree, to disagree,
that’s fine, once I find, my photo ID…
Can we work to be busy? May we do it till dizzy'
Up until 70.' Against a scene of inflation and wage freeze'
To be punished by care home costs.!
Homes sold, still can't defray' all lost?)
Work till the spirits crushed.' Struggle in a system bust
Nuclear family, of modernity, sell your soul to a mortgage
Fee.' Buy a car' it will soon be old..Wasted assets are
The motherlode..Of those who devise the forever wars.'
Yet its your fault people..Thats how its been told.'
Why arn't you happy? And cheering on bold?
Why aren't people in the masses voting on?
The charade-parade. And woke marathon!
My head is in a spin,
My obsession just to win,
I'm driven and I'm mad
All I smell is gushing blood.
I feel I'm in a surreal game
That shooting sort - so very lame,
Where targets pop-up all around,
Nothing ever out of bounds.
What's good for them is great for me,
I'll deftly flatten all I see,
From rabid lawyers to media hacks,
I relish all their wild attacks.
For unbridled as they are
They alone propel me far,
Every moment of every day
From their lips my name they say.
Isn't that just simply grand,
As for every blow they land
Folks just rally to my side
Ferral wokes unable to abide.
I'm a fighter - all see that,
Unlike Joe that doddering dud.
Yes I'm tired - who wouldn't be,
But now the end I clearly see.
With the White House in my grasp,
I doubt I'll even need to ask,
They'll plead with me to take the keys
Given Biden's on his knees.
So while my enemies do the dance,
The time is near for me to prance.
They'll squeal and holler with all their might,
With me cheerleading at the sight.
I'll seal this race and do it quick
By any means and every trick.
Count me out at your great peril,
Not great odds even for the Devil.
Of what essence it is
To fiercely assert a formalised choice
In the name of political honour
That produces terror?
I fight for my party to win
Yet us our country is between
The leaders and the led
Any need to fight?
Because her we have to as one ameliorate.
As simple as peaceful to vote
Just speak to the ballot box
Instead I've always caused things that box
My task of getting my boss there
At the height of prestige
In formulation of gangs of my fellow young dudes
To contend by physical exertion.
So funny!
It's now I realise
That the sons of those influencers are always absent
In our brawls and thugs
And in our forces;
For their fathers’ failing fates;
Like they have none,
Or ain't they our peers?
But they all do.
I see!
Ergo, I'll no more to vote fight
In rote we'll vote.
Elections are opinions, not dominions.
I dreamt upon
a blessed night
that suddenly
the world went
right
man turned from darkness
back toward Light –
I dreamt upon a blessed night
that evil had finally been
defeated – the Devil, sorely
retreated
for man had rejected darkness
in favor of Light –
and all of God's angels, rejoicing
reached down into the earth-grave
plucking from ashen depth all
those long deceived slave
as men, covered in soot
were lovingly lifted back into
heaven's healing, cleansing embrace:
At last!~ having turned from The Fallen
Prince's Snake-charmer Face –
for man had chosen Light
over Serpent-damnation...
Then, my bedside alarm went
off! – rudely awakening me from my
pleasantly dreamy-soft: “Life,”
the Buzzy said; “is not always
fair, yet bad reality often a survivable
Night-mare; close one eye, to let the
other see only what's fair – Maybe
next election, enough will try
good defection...and instead of
just an outright steal, votes tabulated
will be only those real....
I'm mad as hell
I thought I had it in the bag
But this leftie groundswell
Throws in an unexpected snag.
The Media blab my name
Gorges on the outcome
They shout it's me you have to blame
To the beat of their usual drum.
DeSantis isn't helping
The guy needs worship at my shrine
I'm the one who did the selling
Kudos for his win should be all mine.
As to my wife her instincts proved so wrong
Dr Oz was clearly not a match
For a muddled guy who simply came on strong
And that unexpected win did snatch.
Another curve ball in my life
I'm sick and tired of all this tripe
While I'm great at handling strife
I so detest such lousy hype.
Still today's another day
My foes should know me well by now
I'd suggest they start to pray
As through their fields of hope I'll plow.
Run I will and watch me swing
I'm a winner through and through
My bark and bite will sorely sting
And if all fails, I'll simply sue.
we voted for life
for non-fictional release
democratic feast
It is to man to invest where they sees they'll benefit
And that's why when we sow seeds we hope they'll grow
Cause there must be something of value at the end of it
If not then why the need for all this to make it grow
And that's why even before we cast a vote
We think hard on how we gonna benefit
We think of the weight of our vote
And if it will be enough to get us leaders who fit
Cause we just don't elect leaders for today
We vote in leaders for tomorrow
Cause our kids are the ones who gonna pay
For our mistakes in the present is where the future borrows
We think on how this leader will deliver
If whatever they stand to say
May have weight to push the lever
Cause as times are hard prices go high but not pay
We vote for change, for a voice that speaks for us
For we can't all get up there to represent ourselves
Thats why when we vote we vote for us
Cause voting and change we owe it to ourselves
The PO£T
I
This July US of A can boast the great Constitution and peaceful transition from one president to another - without a coup or military takeover - since Geo. Washington was first elected in 1790s.
II
The most recent threat to a peaceful electorate-led transfer of political power, was Donald Trump. Not my opinion,but current USA court proceedings show this fact relating to the Republucan-Party- inspired Jan 6th, Capitol Riot in 2020.
III
Even mature,western democracy is not safe from white or ethnic nationalisms and political riots. Viva USA democracy for all!
Steps taken, directions chosen
Decisions made, scars of life...
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