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Monkey Business

From: The office of Spritual Advisor
Re: God And Country

The 600 pound gorilla in the room
has a name and is coming real soon

They can jive and pussyfoot around
but most folks know He's coming to town

Everything He said is now coming true
at least to soldiers like me and you

They cant hear those four horsemen running
everything they bring has already come in

Can we send those four horsemen back?
Yes sir mister, that's a fact!

The 600 pound gorilla's still in the room
I think He's waiting for an answer from you



Now this aint easy
for some it's too hard

We know about the gorilla
we just can't  call him lord

What do you do when you 
have a problem like this

One simple answer
you put Him to the test

To put you in office we stood in lines very long
Don't make a mistake and let our country go wrong

From Washington to Bush the message is still faith
so don't give up on God's unfailing grace

The beginning of that faith may be hard
but it will start with these words
"So help me God."
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member Buttering Toast For Everyone

The crescent moon overlooks
The pink taffy sky as it melds 
With the grey mist that rises 
From the creeks and gently rolling hills

I read a long time ago
To avoid criticism one should
Say nothing, do nothing, be nothing
But even in doing that one gets criticised

Many politicians say a lot
Buttering everyones' toast
But when it comes down
To doing anything worthwhile
They are like a phantom, ghost, or apparition
That disappears at first light or close observation
They have to hide in shadows
So that their half-truths, lies, straddling of the fence is not found out

So how can we learn from this 
What can we do with our lives
What can we be, say, write
If we say, be, write then can we
Follow through with action

Moon is getting fainter just a bare
Silver almost hair
Against the very gray-blue sky that mixed
With the mist of the earth two have combined
Seemingly forming one body

Duty has called me from the carefree moments
That exist out on the porch as the roosters begin
Their crowing, the crickets have quietened,
And the birds have begun their morning chirping
And life calls me away to do the responsibilities of day

Premium Member Bush League Logistics

Illegal immigration from Mexico, I don’t know what to do
Shall I send the military into Canada or try to invade Peru
My time is almost over, my term is almost done
Eight years of dumb decisions has been a lot of fun
The economy is fine, so why do the people feel drained
I checked with my advisers and not a billionaire complained
Don’t ask me for the truth, to tell it’s not my place
Besides, I wouldn’t know the truth if it slapped me in the face
In my lifetime being president was my biggest thrill
I ran the country like a ski resort, everything down hill
I’ve helped the corporate thieves and pirates acquire wealth untold
Then I robbed the common people, their security I sold
They asked what the biggest problem I’d face leaving after eight years
It’s walking upright like a man and getting the sand out of my ears
The damage I did to the country is no longer a mystery
I am the worst elected leader in American history.
Form: Couplet

Premium Member For Our Childrens, Children

Hey, all you governments
Who sit on your ass
Do as your told
And do as we ask
 
Make this planet
The way it should
Follow my stanza's
Please intrude
 
People prepared to take a life
Should stay inside, out of sight
Never to shadow, our neighbourhoods again
Don't put them down, let our pains stain them
 
Paedophiles preying on our innocent kids
This is a parasite, that needs to be rid
How its done, we vote in people to say
For never again on our kids should they prey
 
The driver who's drunk, vehicle out of control
Never drive again, jail then parole
All cases taken, for their premeditated crime
Which will indicate their incarcerated time 
 
Corporate America, conglomerate feed
The want for the dollar, seed of greed
Countryside plundered for ore and wood
What was picturesque scenes, now raped and crude
 
The culture of guns from the Wild West
Has impregnated the thought, of a gun by the bed
Constitution allows the keep of a gun
Decades of mentality, blood run
 
The one to me that beggars belief
To invade others for out and out greed
The Invasion of Iraq, on the intelligence told
Weapons of Mass, the public sold
 
Saddam a tyrant like many others
Sit round the table, as their power smothers
There has to be ways to take them down
Without invading their cities and towns
 
So all you politicians, who work for us
Get out of your office, get on that bus
Campaign out there for what you know to be right
For we'll vote you in, and applaud your sight
 
Its not just for today, its for tomorrow and beyond
So come on governments, please respond
Pass the laws, with the White-house pen
If not for us
Our Children's, Children
 
" This just came to me as i was reading a comment by Kristin Reynolds,thank you "
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Political Advertisements

I’ve been watching political commercials,
Though they don’t tell me for whom I should vote;
They just say why I shouldn’t vote for the other candidate,
Of these I am taking close note.

I shouldn’t vote for this one who is a liar and that one who is too greedy;
This one hasn’t done anything good and that one steals from the needy.
This one wants to raise taxes; that one is morally corrupt;
This one the president bashes; that one is a bit too abrupt.

If someone doesn’t tell me and tell me precise,
Why exactly I should vote for them;
I am going to do what I’ve done more than twice -
Put Mickey Mouse down as a write in.
© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
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Form: Rhyme


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