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Elections in Oz
by Robert (Bob) Moore (C) 2016
We’ve got elections coming up, don’t know what to do
Cement Block Bill or Malc the Mouth, neither seems true blue
both parties full of backstabbers, don’t get the man we choose
the backroom boys will do their job, and we’re the ones who lose
First we had our Kevin, then Julia came along
stabbed him and took over, things already going wrong
she complained of sexism, and spent all our dough
then before we knew it, Kevin had another go
Labor promised everything, from Gonsky to N.I.S
paid Gonsky for the first term, no money for the rest
all in forward estimates, from selling all our steel
bottom fell out of the market, those promises were not real
Then Tony Abbott came along,
said that he would right the wrong
which Labor and the Greens had done
but he could not, it was too far gone
He stopped the boats, and the Carbon Tax
but people didn’t want the facts
no money for Gonsky, N.S.I. and other things
but Labor had promised them, and Tony felt the sting
They did not want to listen, and did not want to know
he’d broken promises they said, and so he had to go
Malcom had been waiting, just for this very time
stabbed Tony in the back, and started his own climb
So here we are again, heading for a new election
with no one we can trust, when we make our selection
Bill or Malcom, no good pick, neither has much voice
and polies do not listen, when the people make their choice
We need a PM just for once, who will bring it all together
and a Cabinet to back him, through good, or stormy weather
and after his three years are up, if things have not improved
then let the people vote him out, we’ll have him removed
The Hula Hoop
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On acquisitiveness or generositY,
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Being well-rounded I decided to call this the HULA HOOP
2019 August 19
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Invitation to Play
~~Sheri Fresonke Harper
There was a lady in her late thirties
She loved juicy gossip and kitty parties
Kids were two, an older boy and a younger girl
Naughty devils but the lady’s whole world
The lady was always in makeup from morning to night
Spending money on cosmetics you can imagine the lesser half’s plight
That never deterred her from buying new things in the markets
Every day there would be deliveries in boxes and baskets
One day the lady went to a wedding party with her little daughter
The daughter was so happy and enjoyed the party till the wee hour
While returning, it started to rain heavily and not a soul on the road
There was no cab to take them home nor transport of any mode
It rained and rained until their dresses were fully stained
With patches of dirt that clung, their bodies tired and strained
The waterproof makeup was no match for the heavy downpour
And washed away the grease from face in six minutes and four
The little girl was horrified to see a stranger holding her tiny arm
In a stuttering voice, she asked “Aunty where is my pretty mom?
Why are you holding my arm and where are you taking me?
I want my mom, you witch, don’t think you’ll have me for free”
With that, the little girl began shouting and shrieking
In no time a sizeable crowd gathered from nothing
They enquired about the reason for the commotion
The lady replied quivering with fear and emotion
That the makeup had washed away leading to confusion
The little girl did not recognize her mother due to misconclusion
The heavy rain had washed away all remnants of vanity
And she now stood before her child like a criminal, about to lose her sanity
That day she understood the importance of looking at her original self
And to never wear makeup to confuse the child and fake herself
The little girl, all grown up and beautiful whenever goes down memory lane
She laughs out loud but neither the mother nor she wore makeup again
Move back to the stone age
What kind of story is history going to write
let us examine a cold hearted nation and her many flaws
injecting children with dead remains horror filled
killing has become second nature to certain individuals
Everything about condemning death as a normal practice
in those whom support love and care are judged harshly
spitting hate condemns man and woman as inferior
Yet a generation of children have been born into a family unit
they overturn even scientific evidence which stands to object
denial and deceit manifesting as something else entirely
Today the greens decided to devalue the poor even further
standing in favour of putting masses of more people on the streets
begging to survive under their climate change agenda
amounts to something unspeakable happening against the grain
Then you add to the list those globalists wallowing in luxury
merchants of greed destroying the economic structure
enslaving humanity to work until they are buried
Then leave their family with a debt tax while mourning
all the minerals in the world will not fill their bellies
vanity weights heavy with nowhere to run or hide
Empty promises we have heard it all from political parties
cheap lip service which is always pretending to be in opposition
yet work for the very same slave master
What ever pulls your strings I say drain the bog smiling
green white and orange united Irish men and women
I hold the Shamrock as a sign of my forefathers faith
strange their is not many true Pat's left
we are a dying breed but our day will come
When bondage enslaves us no longer
where every human life has value in the eyes of God made
in the insect and animal kingdom male and female create
but humans have lost their intelligence somewhere
between the eyes of truth which draws picture perfect
Our guilt
It was the longest street in the world on each side
had shops selling salami and cheese, mind each
The product changed its name to attract customers.
Only the street was empty. There is only a certain
The number of salami and cheese needed.
No cars on the road, just a few starving dogs, I took
off one of my jumpers, it's been a cold morning,
and they fought each other to the death.
In some shops, there were cheese parties for mice
I was not invited and continued walking on this street
must end somewhere, I didn`t know where, not that
I can walk the rest of the road tomorrow.
My sister had a hotel I took in there during dinner
She said I had not been generous to my mother this
upset me, so I had several whiskies for the pain she
had caused me, but I ate the food before leaving.
The truth was too upsetting if you did as your mother’
wants you to get nowhere. In a flower shop, I saw
a big rat killing a kitten, and there was nothing I could
do than living with the guilt of having been a bad son
Beware of those who would solicit your political or economic loyalty
by attributing to you
fear, anger, and/or hate motivations,
concerns,
issues you presumably share.
Integrity,
potentially sustainable through multiple regenerations,
follows the lights and richer-hued darks of your positive motivations,
shared loves and hopes
and multiculturing beauties of healthier nurture
and wealthier nutrition.
Shared pathologies breed merely mutual immunities.
Co-arising positive energy investments
respond to shared empathic trust,
roots of politically empowered
and economically enlightened relationship,
rather than absence of re-ligious relationship,
graceful integrity,
or even a decent sense of humor.
Encourage your parents to read this,
suggest they kindly invite your more generously mindful integrity,
rather than immunity of collusive ignorance,
competitive Business As Usual,
passively longing to become less lonely.
Expect your political parties
to remember parties begin with invitations to shared passions
and pleasures,
not fear, not hate
concerns about dismemberment,
financial marginalization,
debates about who lives inside sanity
and who does not.
These are monotheistic traumas of toxic stews,
narcissistic supreme-designs
compromising organic polyculturing integrity.
Feed actively cooperating empathy,
to starve hyperactive competing fears
and angers
and hatreds
disgraceful nationalistic/partisan/tribal
disempowering distrust.
Beware those who would use your fears
because they are not resourceful enough
to own and name and claim our co-empathic ecopolitical love
for a compassionate pleasure party,
Earth's optimally healthy therapeutic wealth.
Beware of false Medicine Men.
Call it as it is!
Not mistaken.
Not uninformed –
They just don't care!
Death in record numbers
at our Southern Border;
Death in the streets
of large cities from
Fentanyl...They just
don't care! Mask-less
getting her hair done;
at the seaside with
his obedient dog, steak
for him and Kibbles
for the population. She
parties in Florida,
while the streets of New
York are rapidly becoming
an uninhabitable sewer –
Even pigeons, rats and
roaches objecting to
piles of feces on sidewalks,
along curbs, obstructing
their normal foraging, healthier
diets of tossed pizza, bagels
and imported lox – They just don't
care! Using God and religion
as a prop, to control the naive
masses, while they get richer,
sitting ever higher on their
imagined Royal Asses. Already
card-caring Mammon's. They
just don't care! Obsessed
with Pursuit-of-power –
badly in need of a soul-cleansing
shower – the Devil Delighted,
fiery-plans for each selfish-hide --
advance reservations on a
Subterranean Ride –
The Alternative view
Nature is not democratic
It doesn`t listen to the call for democracy
which as its name applies is a rule by the majority
and when the masses take the lead
They lead us into a one party one thinking Identity.
Be like us, and you can write what you want
as long as democratic lines are followed
Capitalism,
Communism,
Nationalism,
Socialism,
Belongs to the twenties century, big political parties too
are on the wane.
Politics, as we know, is local and decisions should be local
and we favour a structure the human into consideration.
We must never let one ruler lead us if we do
we get a Putin or a Trump, two equally bad examples
one is cynical the other is a fascist by heart.
We need an alternative and do away with the left or the right
this schism is leading us into a new war and we must
Not be afraid to sensor states that brutally suppress
other people not like them.
JFK
By Franklin Price
11/22/2020
What do you remember,
About this day, in '63?
Do you remember Dallas,
And the horror there to see?
JFK's assassination
As he was driving by
Camelot was dying
We could only watch and cry
Where would we have been today,
If that die had not been cast?
Would we be reflecting
On a very different past?
Would the parties get along?
Red and Blue sides be the same?
Not as they were way back then,
Now play a different game.
When Kennedy took office
These words of his still fit
It's Not what this country does for us
But what we do for it
The Washington we see today
Has questioned this a bit
What can this country do for us?
What can we do to it?
A New Planet
For me, it is too late.
But had I been young, I would
Have done my utmost to find another planet
Livable for humans.
Think of it as a planet without borders
Not carved up into countries and rivalries
And threats from states with big land.
Just one continent where anyone could travel
Where they wanted no passport controls
Or unsightly walls.
A planet without religion to upset the peace
And of course, no political parties
No rules set by the mighty, the authority
Who diverts rivers without asking the people?
In short, a planet for the people and
Animals in the wilderness.
Alas, since humans are settlers.
They will take their flaws along
and in time screw it up