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The American people have
Lost their minds.
Electing the SCHMUCK,
One more time.
MR. Trump, a dangerous
Man-child.
A convicted FELON,
Running wild.
No consequences to
His actions.
A traveling Circus,
THE MAIN ATTRACTION.
He is a FASCIST, RACIST, SEXIST,
Preaching his Campaign.
He BABBLES on and on and on,
The man is INSANE.
A MORON in charge of the
Greatest place on EARTH.
Where we force our Women,
To give BIRTH.
The white men will be
The least affected.
Anything else will
Be REJECTED.
WOMEN, NON-WHITE and
THE LGBTQ.
Pay attention they are
Coming for you.
OUR BODIES,
THEIR CHOICE.
We no longer have
A VOICE.
No more BLUE skies,
cold dark RAIN.
We will live and die,
IN THE HOUSE OF PAIN.
Turbo1904 ?
Sands of time runneth out
stout whistleblowers must apply clout
to affect the commander in chief forced...
send him back his favorite mantra,
that churlish, childish and cheapish tricky lout
arrogant, defiant, haughty... without doubt
exceeded probation apprenticed, I shout
out, his poor performance absolute zero
as presidential material about
effective electing trout
as huff fish hint leader of America
rather less so - hook, line and sinker
"FAKE" laurels he cannot hard dilly tout
running democracy regarding
United States of America aground,
while out dough faced mouth blowout
vitriolic vile, noxious, crude... invectives
his anger doth spout
frothily fuming, lividly
lashing, rabidly raging...
trademark MAGA flout
sulking with juvenile pout
vamoose with him
and ilk poisoning
Lady Liberty's body with gout
cantankerous malignant cancerous canker
breeding, bleeding, besotting devout
dereliction evincing hangdog look
barking, growling, snapping... snout
fondling, groping, harassing...,
analogous to pedophile scout
wily, vehemently, unseemly, sacrilegious
behaviour in apropos devout
floundering, grounding, hijacking...,
ship of state into sauerkraut
agent provocateur on warpath
doomsday clock inching closer
to armageddon drought
will prevail across Earth
global thermonuclear fallout.
Patrilinear
monotheistically monopolistic
CAPITALists
calculate potential endurance
of terrifyingly terrific human consumer time
Left for anxiously anticipating rhymes,
reasons for seasons long trusted truths
ego-coloring beauty
captured by
and yet beyond spiritual inspirations
rewarding
redeeming
competitively cooperative nurturing nature.
Matriarchal poly-enthusiastic multi-
bio-culturalists
also account for cumulative synergy
expanding territorial dictatorial time
Rewinding awesomely awful sacred rhymes
distrusting mistrusted false tongues
electing hooded lies
Disparately dispirited
desperate starving backward future
rhyming reason seasons
of nutritional communion
Not inviting
yet tolerating,
Not accepting
yet equilaterally esteeming
estimating patriarchal monopolistic economies
within brighter lights of polycultural value
No longer worth
resonant ecowomanist trust
empowering spiraling truths
of beauty duty,
health of wealthy safety,
Enlightening spirts
of empowering social nature
Empowering CAPITAL invested research
enlightening Earth's most heavenly design.
It all began with Adam and Eve and that wily snake!
Eve was tempted and ate the fruit - that was the first mistake!
Adam was right there at her side and took a generous bite as well.
"'Tis Thy fault, Lord! 'Twas the gal Thou gavest me!" he was quick to tell!
Thus the blame game and "it ain't my fault" stratagems began,
Causing consternation with each generation since the genesis of man!
We tend to blame everyone and everything for the problems we create,
Even blaming Burger King and Pizza Hut for being overweight!
Moms' and dads' and their wayward offspring without fail,
Blame society for their kids offenses and ending up in jail!
Dad blames his boss when he's passed over for promotion.
Could it be that he lacked ***** and on-the-job devotion?
Wily politicians blame the other party when things don't go right.
Voters blame the other feller for electing fools adding to our plight!
The President blames The Congress for not supporting his schemes.
The Congress blames The President for most everything it seems!
Ain't it time we stood up and took responsibility for our actions,
And stop blaming everyone and everything for our dumb infractions?
Lord, I pray that I be among the very first to bring about a halt,
To the finger pointing and proclaiming, "Well, it ain't my fault!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Placed No. 2 in Catie Lindsey's "Outrageous Rhyme" Contest - October 2010
P utting their own needs ahead of everything
O penly raping the middle class
L iving the lifestyle of royalty at taxpayer expense
I nterested in only that which fattens their wallets
T aking from everyone to satisfy their gluttonous egos
I mage is more important than substance
C ompromising the nation's integrity
I gnoring the needs of their constituents
A busing their political power
N egative impact on the entire nation
S elling their soul for the sake of a dollar.
The only group of people who can talk continuously for two weeks and never
say anything. But we, the unknowing, keep re electing them.
We should never mince words,
when speaking of politicians;
but instead, call them what they are…
completely delusional.
We listen to their speeches;
which are nothing more than,
fictional stories.
Every election day, millions rush to the polls,
to vote for the wooden head, that they think will…
actually work, for the people;
none ever do.
Every single time,
they work, only for themselves.
The people are consistently…
bamboozled by those,
ego maniacal, Ponzi princes in silk suits.
Democrat-schmemocrat; Republican-mumblycan;
they’re both the same…
they are their own, piggy banks
and they collect…way too much, from the poor;
including lives.
One would think that the next election,
would wake everyone up;
instead, people go back to the polls
and vote for the opposite party’s, wooden head.
They back and forth, flip-flop;
no one seems to understand,
that electing someone of a completely different party;
might have the potential to get something done.
People live under the delusion,
that they need to elect someone,
with business experience.
While countries have businesses;
they are not businesses, in and of themselves;
they are people.
People are not businesses that you can manipulate.
The farmer has experience, as does the soldier,
the banker, the baker, the lawyer and the teacher.
Every individual striving for a good life;
has some sort of experience;
ideas, plans and innovations to offer.
Those who run a country;
must have the foresight,
to see the people and their needs, first.
Seasoned politicians apparently,
see their own bank accounts and fame;
they revel in delusions of grandeur.
Elusive seems the idea,
that the people could form their own parties
and nominate, real human beings.
When the next election rolls around.
ignore the schmem’s and mumblies
and replace them with ordinary people.
Those that you know; in the know;
could be a refreshing change,
for the future.
K-ind weather remains as is,
I-nclement clime cannot enter;
M-arch eleventh sunny Friday,
B-ad times turn to laughter.
E-arly morn has broken,
R-ain and chill are over;
L-onely night is gone,
Y-our day of birth is brighter.
B-etween right and wrong,
O-nly one must be chosen;
L-earn to decide what is best,
A-lmighty God says, 'Listen'.
N-o one in his right mind
O-r thinking will pick evil;
S-electing the good means life because you obey the gospel.
C-hoosing what pleases God
H-as brought peace and love;
I-nstead of making Him angry,
Q-uest for mercy from above.
U-nless you follow God's commands,
I-t's your life that will be in danger;
L-et transgression be left behind,
L-et evil deeds be
O-ver.
In Silent fields I laid my head before God.
In Peaceful meadows I was given rest with Jesus by my side.
As soft singing birds sang in the morning to come I clung to my creator.
Under the heavens I wrestled with God and found my safe home.
Electing to race the clouds we became like stars falling toward the earth.
Each moment love restored and faith renewed in me in Love overcoming evil.
Youthful joy building inside of my soul I sing like a bird greeting my king as the birds greet the dawn.
Found my heart in my best friend Kami who is my truest Love who I know saved me by her silence.
when she refused words with me I did only thing I could do I surrendered to Jesus now he lives inside me. His words I cherish and every time I recall she is my best friend cause God created her. Lord Jesus you set me apart to be an Ambassador for your Kingdom and tell everyone to Trust in Jesus our great King of Kings. Roads all lead to Christ in the end he is our only hope for eternity. Your music Lord Jesus is my heart on fire praising your glory.
JUSTICE
They stare out at us unsmiling
from tintypes of the first photographs,
from the tea-colored pictures
of thin, ragged immigrants, huddled
in cold bare rooms in tenements,
children clinging, dazed and frightened,
their paltry belongings tied in scarves.
They look out from pictures of dreary pioneers,
in front of sod houses without windows,
from grim photos of old, weary children
working in the mills and sweatshops
of the early nineteenth century.
We weep for the thousands who died
of poverty and disease and tell ourselves
how wonderfully the world has changed,
how we now can have fresh fruits
and a variety of vegetables year ‘round,
how there are miracle medicines
to keep us healthy and cure illnesses,
how homes are better built and heated,
Self-righteously, we smile at each other
while legislators we keep electing,
like the mill owners of old,
line their pockets greedily as they deny
raising the minimum wage to a living wage,
while they have the best health care,
paid for by the taxes of the many, but
vote to deny it to those whom they represent,
while they buy the finest of foodstuffs
and vote to cut allowances for food stamps.
Greed and hypocrisy still rule,
and we sit on our sofas with our blindfolds on
continuing to vote for lawmakers
who only care for their own elite,
scorning the poor, the ill, and the indigent
who often work at slave wages
to provide them with all that they have.
We pride ourselves on justice,
but, in reality, there is no justice.
Donald Trump who keeps on trying
has to be admired.
With bad press calling all the shots
his fans come out inspired.
Where evil holds the world accused;
our politics been broken.
That media has a side to pick
with poorer words being spoken.
The moment times have changed for worse.
Our precipice to fall.
When Donald for the White House comes
the media's scorned by all.
In several ways we've had to fight;
the media politcaly correct.
That just the fact that News is bad
means life can not reflect.
Our chance to hold a man to power
to bring about some change.
A statement that the world is better
electing what seems strange.