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You see them all proclaiming
‘free markets are so evil,’
destroy those who own businesses
(Unless they donate in full!),
jack up taxes to punish,
claim it’s just like Robin Hood,
but anyone not stupid
can see the results aren’t good.
Every new tax gets passed on,
makes us pay a higher price,
more and more of our money,
it leads to a harder life.
And when they push it too far,
forcing the small firms to close,
the jobs disappear with them,
and all of our income goes.
Many will turn to welfare,
and some will never escape,
their life will be a trial,
gew will do anything great.
All because these damn lefties
cannot win when plain folk rise,
democrats are destroyers,
don’t vote for your own demise.
They’re always on the TV,
infect the media space,
claiming that they’re the ‘real news,’
while lying straight to your face.
Hoping suits and frosted hair
will make you smile and nod,
as they pick and choose their words
to prepare the ground you trod.
Only reporting on things
that help them push the left side,
ignoring scandals vile,
‘Conspiracy!’ they’ll deride,
Run interference for scum
so corrupt they choose to rape
children on distant islands,
in which they participate.
Ignoring crimes and scandals
that would damage their party,
telling us not to believe
the chaos all of us see.
Not knowing that no longer
can they hide truth from our eyes,
democrats are destroyers,
don’t vote for your own demise.
CONCLUDES IN PART II.
There were ten politicians
All seated on a wall
From varied political parties
With their manifesto they hope to enthrall
If one doesn't convince the voters
Then he will surely fall
There'll be nine politicians
Left sitting on that wall
We now have nine politicians
All seated on a wall
One says he's for equality and equal pay for all
His campaign speech reveals his prejudice
So he is sure to fall
Eight politicians left
All seated on the wall
One hasn't declared multiple houses and cars
So he's the next to fall
Seven politicians left
All seated on the wall
One hasn't paid his taxes
The others knew and watch him fall
Six politicians left
All seated on a wall
One's corrupt dealings are exposed
And the media tells all
Five politicians left
All seated on a wall
One wants to speak up for the homeless
But he doesn't have the gall
Four politicians left
All seated on the wall
One's caught fixing all his votes
His number of supporters is quite small
Three politicians left
All seated on the wall
One is fiddling the system
In his stately home he counts his haul
Two politicians left
Both seated on the wall
One hasn't many followers
And he was sure to fall
One politician left
Seated on the wall
He believes in helping his voters
And for his constituents he'll give his all
He's a real man of the people
Who believes in equality for all
A hard-working and honest man
Who deserves to sit on that wall
Republican Discourse
Decent jobs allowed to go leaving us bereft
With Walmart or McDonald labor only left.
Livelihoods now in doubt
As the middle class hollows out.
Bridges and roads allowed to fall apart;
Public schools attacked, even head start.
Anything involving the public good
Is not to be funded, that is understood.
Republicans allow taxes to be unchecked
And severely cut to protect
Corporations and the one percent
Who cannot even spare this Nation one cent.
What do Republicans say
As they allow our Nation fall to decay?
This country will only be strong
If laws say which restroom we belong.
They say New York and California
are going through an exodus,
fleeing jobs, increasing taxes,
they loose more and more people's trust.
And given what a mess they are,
I can't blame those who want to escape,
but there are things you should leave behind
if you're fleeing from a blue state.
For example: The bad idea
that the government must take care
of every soul who claims they're poor,
and are living in despair.
While there are a deserving few,
they're outnumbered by the jerks
who think they can get free money
without having to do real work.
And when you hand the money
it just attracts more and more,
then the politicians pander
to behavior we should deplore.
And those who still bother to work
see bigger chunks of paycheck drained,
then someone calls them all 'racist'
when they point out it's all insane,
until the state is filled with souls
that have never learned to fish,
and the workers either join them
or say,”Goodbye, I'm done with this!”
Many mouths left unproductive,
society will denigrate,
so leave this bad idea behind
when you're leaving that blue state.
Then there is the quite strange notion
that it's good to pay a high tax
in exchange for state services,
but this ignores the cold, hard facts.
The state rarely does anything
better than private business can,
bureaucracy drives up the price,
and the paperwork breaks a man.
Would we really want to deal with
a trip to the DMV
every time we have to go out
and buy the family some groceries?
Plus when you tax a person high
you end up with less business,
take too much profit, the owner's shrug,
say,”What the hell's the point of it?”
They close down or move elsewhere,
take their tax money and the jobs,
leaving employees in the cold,
of all income they are robbed.
Without those jobs the employees
can't buy what they need to survive,
stores start closing, one-by-one,
and soon the economy dies.
Things quickly begin to decay,
a death spiral becomes your fate,
so leave the tax-and-spend behind
when you're fleeing a blue state...
CONCLUDES IN PART II.
Like a New Day
Every day is, the same...
and not.
I long to go to work.
I have lost my mind?
What a crazy statement.
I used to hate my job.
I used to long to be home.
I am there now.
I am crazy.
I am?
No, it is the world that has gone.
Crazy is just the beginning...
of the line.
The one that we passed
long ago;
in the sand,
in the dirt,
in the hard pack,
in the concrete,
the blacktop,
and our hearts.
We turned the other way.
We laughed at "churchy people".
I checked the news...
I am not the only one.
I am?
My wife is in the kitchen,
making breakfast.
She has a sweet smile on her face...
But I have seen her every visage,
this one is new.
It is different because she is scared.
She cried all night,
as I held her.
I told her it would be...
okay!
I need...
to be strong.
But...
I am?
I pass them by,
unable to confront my loved ones,
with the courage I know they need.
I walk out to the garage,
to my man cave.
I am the head of house.
It says so on my taxes.
But I am afraid.
I am unsure.
I am?
I lock the door,
as I don't want anyone...
to see...
me.
How stupid I will look.
Doubt filling the edges...
of everything,
renewed by jokes and jibes,
lifted up in unison to fit in,
my whole life,
with the crowd.
There inside,
alone,
I am?
I fall to my knees,
weak with the burden of life.
My heart beats faster, and slower.
My mind reels with the things I need to say.
The words I do not have.
What can I do?
Please...
I am?
Utterances, sounds...
fall from my mouth,
but I don't even know exactly in what order,
things made sense and then they did not.
The only truth, the anguish of my heart,
met the horrific suffering of my soul.
He...
came to me.
He...
comforted me.
He...
did not give me,
a spirit of fear.
He...
gave me,
the love of a Shepherd...
I am lost,
I am found,
"I Am" heard me call.
Ask and He will answer, not once... but every time!
endless in my mind’s eye
endless like memories
reflections of love
and desires felt
since I was a child
now I drive the highway
drifting clouds are islands
and they reflect the sun
as if the day has just begun
a river flows by my side
people in the diner reminisce
about how life changes
but still goes on
and children eager
to move out of town
end up living
their parents’ lives
talk of politics and taxes
in convenience stores and bars
makes philosophers
out of farmers and wives
and we make up stories
about what we cannot understand
on a quiet walk on a path
I take in all I can
and time is never lost
Every four years and it seems that every year in between,
Politicians prey upon the masses venting their usual spleen,
Promising this and promising that saying they will deliver!
The scatological babble flows like a flooding tidewater river!
Candidates and their pals prowl about the nation to promote,
Anything they think we ought to hear, anything to get our vote!
They vow to build a local dam and provide universal medical care,
Lower the national debt and clean up the smog polluted air!
They promise never to raise taxes, looking us dead in the eye.
We've heard that one before - they'll increase 'em bye and bye!
When they proclaim, "I have a plan!" we become very suspicious.
They expound on grand schemes - most of which turn out to be fictitious!
Farmers are assured they'll get top prices for beef, corn and wheat,
While promising consumers they'll pay less for what they eat!
They promise new roads, bridges, sewers, schools and such,
But once in office they seem so remote and out of touch!
Regardless of their party affiliation, politicians are all the same.
When things go awry, they take no responsibility nor any blame.
And when at last that exalted office they at last attain,
Alas, it seems all those great promises were made to us in vain!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
A devious insurance man named
Max, became a billionaire,
Many moons ago, was only known
As a millionaire,
Now in express mode to become
A trillionaire,
An innocuous looking man knocked
On this billionaire’s
Door, said he was a Tax Officer who
Dealt with non-payment of taxes,
Being a bit of a nerd, the rich man
Immediately collapses,
The taxman asked, do you know
Why I’m here,
No, but it is to do with
My money I fear,
Seems you don’t understand,
Take my advice, stop thinking of
It as your money, it is now ours.
For on your tax returns we have
Spent months days and hours.
It's coming to your planet from out there
Sooner if you watch the news channel first
2006 QV89 is alive and well and almost here
It can't wait to kill you on September 10th.
Most likely you could lose an eye or tooth
Not civilization as you know it
Coroners and vehicles line up to size you up
Is it bigger than a bus or truck?
Is it larger than a soccer field in Argentina?
Reporters want to cover asteroids in space
But they are way too busy watching Trump
Hemorrhoids will have to do
If only I watched less news reports
If only I were born on Mars
I'm too young to die by meteors
Like taxes they should be avoided
Can I add rock impacts to my insurance?
Is there life after asteroids?
*Authors note: There is a less than 99% chance of this asteroid hitting Earth. There is a less than .01% chance of it hitting a populated area. 2006 QV89 comes up on a "probability list" so the news media needs some filler so they rattle some cages and torture small animals (That would be us.) Can I buy Fake News insurance?
School requires time, organization, focus, stamina and lots of coffee.
And I’m lucky, I don’t have to run some part-time side-hustle job.
Peter (my bf) and I live rent-free in my Grandmère’s Paris hôtel particulier, as long as we attend 1 event per month - that she picks - with her. I think that’s a sweet deal and deals are on my mind today.
Because last Tuesday we had an admin-night - where we did our taxes.
What a dopamine hit that was.
You’d be shocked at what the modern trust-fund-baby has to pay in taxes.
Could my taxes have paid bonuses
to entice some unemployed whites,
to seek a career with ICE?
Maybe I bought a missile
we have to keep those in stock -
did I buy us a tick off the doomsday clock?
Perhaps I bought the navy some new drones
though I’d rather they buy a child a book
or a delicious ice cream cone.
Did I contribute
to a Trump ceremonial occasion
where he claimed victory for some pointless invasion?
Or will they use my tax dollars
to tear the portico off the White House?
If so, or not - whatever - you're welcome, America.
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Songs for this:
Everybody Scream by Florence + the Machine
Taxman (2022 Mix) by The Beatles
The War Song by Culture Club