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I’m not sure exactly when it flipped
It certainly didn’t happen overnight
But the world I live in now
Is upside down from the one I was raised in.
Today criminals, not just the mild ones,
Do what they do with impunity
Knowing they will likely just walk free.
Low trust has replaced high trust
Across the whole world.
First we have the Trump assassination attempt
Which fails by just a hair’s breadth
Not coincidently the first and only rally
Out of hundreds that CNN chose to cover live.
And now in a complete inversion of justice
More than just a few openly
Celebrate Charlie Kirk’s tragic assassination
While wanting to let child murderer
Nurse Clancy just go free.
The cult of death and destruction
(In the guise of “hope and change”)
Has taken over our institutions of learning
Higher and lower, the mainstream media
Entertainment, sports and movies,
So it’s no wonder confusion is the norm.
Today in America the native born
Are second class citizens compared
To the latest tens of millions
Who just poured in illegally,
And the most deranged individuals
Of the tiniest slice of an obscure cult
Get elevated to celebrity status
For being beta boys in alpha girl’s sports.
While regular folks,
Those raised in a different century
Or those wanting to simply raise their children
In a world where common sense
Is something still common,
Have a harder and harder time finding
Where such a world even exists.
In a world turned upside down
In a world without shame
Only the severely imbalanced seem able
To ever find their way.
The rest of US are just too damn furious
To even care, hunkered down in our bunkers,
Waiting, waiting for a world gone wrong
To right itself again.
(9/15/26)
In April of nineteen twelve, a ship set sail so grand,
A tale of wealth and power, a journey well-planned.
Warnings were ignored, the ship sped through the night,
Men on duty sleeping, Californian unaware of Titanic's plight.
Steel and iron rivets, a mix of strength and flaw,
A lie repeated often enough will often escape the law
A plan, some say, to silence the wealthy few,
Who opposed the central bank, a theory that grew.
The Titan's tale foretold, in fiction's eerie rhyme,
A ship destined, too grand, lost in a moment of time.
Could poems and prophecies have seen the fate so grim?
Or was it human error, a tale of pride and sin?
The wealthy men aboard, with power in their hands,
Opposed the Federal Reserve, in its in utero lands.
Illuminati whispers, secrets in the night,
A game of power, hidden in plain sight.
The Samson seen the rockets, but rum toddies dense the sense
And the cargo bay was full of seals and will illegally be fenced
Some men etched, unsinkable, defied the hand of God,
But met its fate in icy waters, a tale forever odd.
It's 41 degrees north and 49 degrees west
This is where Titanic is laid to rest
A century has passed, the theories still remain,
A story of the Titanic, in history's refrain.
All I hear of Hilton Hotels is terrible,
making mistakes but taking the money,
slanderous to staff now that ain’t funny,
acting all proper job
when a proper nob,
discrimination I can prove
seeing certain staff removed,
we had no HR we could turn to
the manager had no concern for staff like you
setting me up to be disciplined and sacked
somewhat misfired though that plan, fact,
and when I was eventually fired
it was illegally done I’m no liar,
if Hilton Hotels challenge this poem as libel
then I will prove it’s not a lie I will,
they keep managers that manage like monsters
power mad heads become like satanic imposters,
this manager got sacked but still works for them
he's the manager of the York Hilton
they charge too much
care too little
so to Hilton Hotels here’s my middle!!!
through it all
that song and pink and green skies
the feeling never ends
i wish for a tap on my shoulder
i wish to be shockingly surprised
i wish to smell smoke from a transportation apparatus
through it all
33 reasons to love 45 smiles in 78 ways from reel to Real
the movie can be silent
the sitcom can focus on the antagonist
the drama can effect without a cause
the comedy can make me cry middle of the road tears
for her to call my name, eliminated will be all the world's fears
through it all
the world can be flooded
humans can be completely frozen
all the lights of the world can be illegally dim
my vision will be clear simple, sane, and plain
if only i could see You one more time again.....Through It All.....
This is not strength
This is recklessness
Dressed up as bravado
Illegally capturing a foreign leader
Is not a flex of moral authority
It is an admission
You have abandoned it
There are rules
Precisely because power
When unchecked
Curdles into impulse
To ignore them
Is not to rise above the law
But to confess contempt for it
You do not protect national interests
By kicking over the table
That keeps war from breaking out
Yes, the captured leader may be a criminal
That fact does not grant sainthood
To the captor
Criminals do not cancel each other out
Like math errors
When a president behaves
Like a lawless actor on the world stage
The distinction between justice and revenge collapses
What remains
Is a drunken stagger
Through geopolitics
Fueled by ego
And applause lines
This is how wars are lit
Not with ideology
But with arrogance
With the assumption
That consequences are for smaller nations
Smaller people
Smaller men
With the belief
That power excuses procedure
That might rewrites right
That escalation is someone else’s problem
It is the lazy violence
Of a leader
Too impatient for diplomacy
Too enamored with their own reflection
To consider fallout
Real leadership is restraint
It is boring
Procedural
Infuriatingly slow
And it saves lives
What we saw instead
Was the tantrum of authority
Unchallenged
A reminder
The most dangerous criminal
In any room
Is the one convinced
That the rules were written for everyone else
Lest we forget that back in 2017, at a softball game,
they tried to massacre members of the republican congress.
Then between 2016 and 2020, they impeached Trump twice
for nonexistent and/or Trumped-up charges.
During the fentanyl Floyd riots
They attempted a REAL insurrection at the White House.
None of those insurrectionists were jailed.
Then in 2020, the CCP and the Fauci DNC
Unleashed a gain-of-function plague on the world.
To shut down our booming economy
To crush our livelihoods
To uplift the globalist agenda
and disrupt our electoral process.
They closed churches and decimated small businesses.
deeming them non-essential.
While fast food conglomerates and Nancy Pelosi's nail salon
remained open.
Since then, they've illegally wire tapped {aka Watergate}
Trump properties.
Storm trooped his home with authority to kill.
They've tried to:
slander
jail,
bankrupt
frame
keep him off the ballot in several states.
Biden said we need to put a bullseye on Trump,
Mere days later {they} tried to assassinate him.
Additional plots to assassinate
were stopped before they came to fruition.
They {LEFT} the unvetted borders wide open
to build up their dwindling voting base.
Mixed in with the desperate migrants are drug cartels.
Human traffickers, known terrorists, and rivers of fentanyl.
Whose ingredients are made in Communist China.
Who, by the way, are buying USA farmland at an alarming rate.
Complacent representatives have let the Trojan camel inside our (Bill Gates).
They kicked old Joe to the curb (disregarding all those who voted for him in the primaries) because of plummeting polls.
Then they claim that republicans are suppressing votes.
By promoting voter ID laws.
They replaced old Joe with camel toe Kamala.
Who set up bail funding for the Floyd looters and rioters.
Not the victims of the looting and rioting.
She promotes a no-bail agenda in general.
She has now selected a late-term abortionist. Waltz as her running mate, fellow...
During COVID, Waltz set up a hotline so people could snitch on one another.
And they have the nerve to scream that Republicans are a threat to democracy...
When in fact they are projectionists of the highest degree.
Wake up, people. The D.N.C tree only yields fetid lemons.
Black Hills Legacy
In the vaults of the U.S. government
Sits a cache of money gathering interest.
But money cannot buy the hearts of a people
In exchange for land and legacy
For breaking the Laramie Treaty.
The Black Hills have been stripped
Of wealth beyond imagination,
A mere pittance in repayment
For stealing without consequence—
An insult to the Sioux Nation people.
“Return the land to its rightful owners,
Compensate the victims for your crimes of plunder,
And respect their existence, their heritage, and their plight.
Free your children of the shame you have inflicted;
Don’t let greed fester in your hearts any longer.
Now is the time; make the wrong right!”
***
Notes:
1) Laramie Treaty (1868): The Laramie Treaty of 1868 established the “Great Sioux Reservation,” which included ownership of the Black Hills located in present-day South Dakota, U.S.A.
2) Indian Appropriations Act of 1876: The Indian Appropriations Act of 1876 was called “Sell or Starve” by the Sioux. The Act cut off rations for the Sioux until they ceased hostilities and relinquished the Black Hills to the government of the United States.
3) Agreement of 1877: The Agreement of 1877 allowed the U.S. government to officially (and forcefully) take away the Black Hills and relocate the Sioux onto Indian reservations. The lands were then opened to settlement and mining without negotiating with the First Nations people.
There is no record of the transaction of the Sioux selling the land to the United States government.
4) United States v. Sioux Nation of Indians (1980): In 1980, the United States Supreme Court ruled that the Black Hills had been illegally taken and that the Sioux should be compensated with a sum of $105 million for the Black Hills plus an additional $44 million for the land outside the Black Hills.
The Sioux Nation refused the payment and demanded that their lands be returned. They say the land is not for sale.
Trump has kidnapped a head of state,
along with a wife...Its indeed; a first to narrate'
The Maduro duo..And a USA Don.? Sorta
Mafiosi.? Or maybe just a plan; plain
gone all wrong? A
Plan of 'much murktitude' it seems
to me,
The whole world is astounded, Putin wants
Them freed.' This is a doozie.' And ground war
As well.? While prosecuting an illegally held
Couple..I see big oceon swells.' It could be
beyond chaotic.? Oh but didn't Maduro
Tell? Us Yeshua was stratigic leader.?
Could this
Become ace.? Will cohesion weave in
Bolivarian streets.? Unity meet fortitude
Resitance complete.' Will the doller tank
Now?
Just what will be what.? I await Gods
decision...Wow the atmospheres real
Hot.'
Go-go gadget, withdrawals no more,
a toast to addicts—there’s treasure on the floor.
X marks the spot, scribbled in Crayola,
connect all the dots—ecstasy, the night is over.
From Rock ’em Sock ’em robots to rocks in socks, a show-off,
hungry hungry Zippos, the money swells my lymph nodes, a lovely something sent ghosts—
right outside your windows,
trust no one, innuendo,
the night piggybacks the sickos.
I feel far from home, yet remotely close to sin,
my coffin’s so inviting—volunteer, I jump right in.
Fundamental frequency, but I only hit the high note,
incidental contingencies, lies in every word that she spoke.
Intentional indecency—my clip could use a reload,
a spectacle illegally, items bought without a barcode.
I yearn for entertainment, chose the red pill, hide from agents,
time’s complacent, me and drugs—true love, it’s our engagement.
And if I ever said “drugs make me a better me,”
I’m sorry that I lied—every night,
I cry myself to sleep.
A morning with golden ray comes here
The eyes open its sight to near and far
As if, all were till awaken on spot of loser!
The eyes cry more, cry in the lodging tear!
Not afar that’s insight
more than the near!
A terrible near in memory
But as loser!
Madness!
Not a fallen off thinking!
its precious Rising!
We, the common cannot understand
its subtle wink,
Inside knowledge blinks
immortal elixir to drink
Suffering through revolutionary mind
You live all behind
where destroyed all kind
illegally, on hand of blind
The coral to the reef slowly come
Destined creatures as death's dome
Leave futile inveterate possession
Let new procession flapping its wings
-November 23, 2018 Chattogram