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in a country of 335 million people
one of the richest more educated places
on the entire planet
the largest economy,
the best military
still for now a democratic country
is this the best we can do
choose between three old white men
as our next leader
and the leader of the world ?
a clearly delusional NYC ex reality TV star president
still talking about draining the swamp
and fighting the evil deep state
destroying the government in the process
as he and his cronies loot the country
a gadfly Senator ex Brooklyn Jew from small town Vermont
formenting radial revolution
yet failing to excite anyone but the young
and those falling behind
and a professional politician who has been around for decades
calling to restore the old failed status quo
saying that he can restore competence to the government
hoping that the third time is the famous charm
dear God if you exist
is this the best we can do?
nothing but silence
as God does not answer my plea
'Words are my oxygen, I breathe to live'
Reason took a break today
Just long enough for evil to sway
The vote in question protected you
From keeping groundwater a slimy blue
Fracture away the house did say
Profits trump sanity, bribery belay
Tho elected to serve, me and you
Majority laughed, now drink from the loo!
"See, we can fix the elections, glory be!
To those who hold power, money is free!"
Corruption runs wild in this fair land
Globalist run congress with a heavy hand
No one will notice, 'till the water spews
From your hoses in flames, devils dues
By then the handwringers; will line up
Asking tough questions, bank acc'ts plump
Paul Revere rides! the people are awake!
Sound alarms to your friends, or attend
their wake...
11/20/13
Oil from the mount of olives, used on charlies pate..Stories below in Windsor
Jeanette Archer tells, of child torture,
Murder, and rape.' Maria Farmer also does
Fiona Barnet, they do not budge.' Virginia
Roberts, got paid much..But still she died
Maybe over such? Maggie Oliver, Jon Wedger knows Kevin Annett we hear and on it goes, anthony kidman and daughter
nichole along with epstein and maxwell all
Had their roles..The F B I swore they knew
Nothing.? And with marmalade
sandwiches i think -old lizzie did quite some
bluffing?'
Now back to Isreal and olive oil..Which old
lizzie also wore.' With treasure and spoils.'
And the stone of David.? That they sit upon
Link so much to Isreal.? Its a think a thon.!!
Trump with his kipper and biden and
the rest and death rape and torture.? Hmmm.?
What do you address.? (The era of con-vid?) And your violation.? We were a pagan
Sacrifice in all the nations ( were you told never to speak i'll ?) Of its reign.? Safe and effective you could only gain.' And the groves you will worship, under all things masked.' As you revel in serfdom..And await satans mark.?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.
“Read my lips,” Bush One said —
You listened close and voted Red.
Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.
“It’s the economy, stupid,” Clinton blew —
You bought the line and voted Blue.
Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.
“Compassionate Conservative,” G.W. pled —
Sounded nice, so you voted Red.
Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.
“Hope and Change,” Obama’s cue —
The pitch was strong, so you voted Blue.
Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.
“MAGA, MAGA!” Trump had said —
No better slogan, so you voted Red.
Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.
“Build Back Better” was Joe’s view —
Sounded smart, so you voted Blue.
Taxes rose, spending too —
How’s that working out for you?
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.
We vote Red, then we vote Blue —
Neither side knows what to do.
Then back to Blue, then Red again —
Why beat a horse that’s long been dead?
Right then Left, then Left then Right —
All they do is brawl and fight.
Line their pockets, make another run —
Holding office sure looks fun.
But We the People hold the key —
It's time to change the strategy.
No more Right on Red or Left on Blue —
Vote Independent — break on through.
Doing the same, expecting new —
Insanity's logic just won’t do.
The two-party game is broken, corrupt —
Time for the people to rise — and disrupt.
You couldn’t see the forest for the trees,
Just another microbe in America’s disease.
You’ve got to see the forest through the trees —
You’ve got to be the cure for America’s disease.
Itchy Fingers?
I don’t mind dying in a nuclear war.
As long as it’s quick, not a lingering bore.
It’ll give the elite a chance to see the cloud.
Kill off the plebs in a crimson shroud.
I know their fingers are itching.
To press the oblivion button.
See what happens,
from Moscow to Sutton.
and all the places in between,
They’ll watch it from their bunkers.
All the beautiful people I mean.
The psychopaths who own us
And control our pointless lives.
We the workers who feather their hives.
So, press it Musk, Trump, Putin and all else
Hidden in your bunkers focusing on self.
Obliterate the world.
And the useless kind
You can do it to me.
I really don’t mind.
David Cox 27/02/24
Donald Trump
besides from being the 45th and current President
of the United States
is a father
and a good one at that
the love he has for his children is evident
and I find that a very positive quality
he does not drink
or smoke cigarettes or marijuana
or consume drugs
I like that . . .
he was born into wealth nothing wrong with that
he said, I took a small loan of a million from my father
to start my own real estate business
and from that beginning he grew and grew and grew
obviously he has ambition
I admire that too . . .
sometimes, I wonder if he ever imagined that he
would actually win the election to be
President, but he did . . . quite an accomplishment
for a boy born in Queens, New York in 1946
yes, he has made mistakes, who hasn't
but regarding his border wall dream
I have to agree with him on that
borders must be protected somehow, someway
(we could use one in Canada)
I wish they would build a wall just like Donald wants
so I can find no fault in that dream
he is fighting for . . .
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February 4, 2019
Poetry/Free Verse/A Boy Born in Queens, New York
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1111-974-02
All Rights Reserved. Written on Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, A Positive President Trump Poem
sponsor, Anthony Slausen
Third Place
Trump or Hillary - A crucial choice for America
.
Madam Hillary may be moving
On the road of American election
With a greater speed than Trump
On the cushions of wealthy donations
Provided to her by her rich and wealthy friends
.
But I wondered and anticipated
What would be?
The likely reactions of the people of America
Whether they would prefer a stronger America
When they would assemble
To cast their votes
For making a more dynamic and prosperous America
Safer, sturdy and an America
Which would march
On the roads of new discoveries and inventions
Not for the destruction of the world
But for the welfare of all Americans
And for the welfare of the world.
.
A thought came to my mind
That the people of America
Would not cast their votes just blindly
Without weighing
Different aspects of their vote choices
And the potentials of these two powerful candidates
In my view they would cast their votes
After making their evaluations
As per liking and intellectual taste.
.
As such, the results would be astonishing
As it would also decide
The future journey of America
Whether it would be safe in the hands of Hillary
Or it would be safer
Under the boldness of Trumph
Who wants to do many things new.
.
The factor that Madam Hillary
Is moving fast
On the cushions of donated money
Would be the deciding factor
In the coming elections of America
To determine
The future path of this powerful nation of the world.
.
As a friend of American people and poets
I shall be waiting
For the very interesting 2016 election results.
.
Ravindra K Kapoor
M.P India 03rd Nov. 2016
Posted on Christmas Eve, happy cuz Trump soon leaves
America finally gets a reprieve from the lies he weaves
Well, pardon ME if you disagree, but he's one and done
He's been pardoning crooks, murderers, daughter & son
giving the phrase, "Who let the dogs out?" the answer
It's the narcissist who infected the country with cancer
It's time for a celebration and Happy New Year to cheer
A new President will reside in the White House next year
Trump will have to vacate his throne. It's been conferred.
No fraud took place or election rigging. That was absurd!
Joe Biden will be moving into 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue
Uniting our country without Trump's drama and ballyhoo
What a poor example he's been as a leader; head of state
America was better off before he said he'd make it great.
Move along with your counterfeit tan and puckered mouth
Take your cocky kids with you as you putt your way South.
Let's hope once he's gone, out great nation will soon heal
with a commander who can keep our ship on an even keel
"Trump's descended into madness," "He's lost his mind"
Recent headlines that his supporters will claim are unkind
but considering the mess he's made of many vital issues,
the only sympathy I can offer them is a box of tissues
The oval office will need steam cleaning and fumigation
No portrait of him to hang. Let him take that to litigation!
It's reported Trump is headed South, to his Florida estate
His new slogan, just released: "Trump 2024 ~ DONATE!"
He's spent more time golfing than acting like a President
His Mar-a-Lago neighbors don't want him as a resident!
The worst possible fraud committed in the last four years
is the fake role he played, condoned by Republican peers
It won't be smooth waters for a while because of the scum
he's left behind; that shameful man, that do-nothing bum
America has been stumbled from each inept Trump blunder
pitting brother against brother; he's ravaged us all asunder
He once said the world was laughing at our great nation
The truth is they laugh at him; a presidential abomination
Here comes World War 3
A song
Look into my eyes son
Tell me what you see
Look up to the skies lord
Here come a world war 3
Line em up and shoot em down
I love efficiency.
wake up and scream
Here come a world war 3
I dont pretend to know
What you're going thru
So dont pretend you know
What I know about you
Time to stand up and see
All the powers that be
Thank u mr. President
Here come a world war 3
Pickin off the enemy
I love the anarchy
Peace thru war
I love the irony
Goodbye world
hello eternity
We cant keep stacking up lies
We need our people back home
Mister cant you hear our cries
Or are we all alone
Welcome to the poker game
You cant bluff me man
My face is like stone son
We holding all the shame
This ain't no game of hearts
Ain't got no cards to dump
We flying all the aces man
And all our kings are Trump
I heard from PrimeAryan DT
that socialism kills nations.
I thought it was fascist totalitarianism
that killed nations,
the lack of democratic social intelligence,
social investment,
non-violent communication,
restorative,
therapeutic
win/win social justice.
My grandparents,
at least on my mother's side,
who seemed ancient and fragile to me,
often opined,
"When you lose your health,
you love everything."
I don't know if they literally meant everything:
your faith,
your active hope,
your love,
your integrity,
your egocentric voice,
your hate,
fear,
anger,
obsessive-compulsive wealth,
despair,
cynicism,
narcissism,
xenophobia.
Probably they meant only everything good,
all things social,
Beauty fading into inconsequential,
Truth into lack of significant meaning,
Life into absence of future purpose.
I was young and apparently immortal
and could not hear their wiser warning.
Now older,
I find I have little more to add
to health's imperative
standard for resilient Wealth:
much older and more integral,
historically and multiculturally deeper
than money,
or even humanity;
older, even, than verbal communication
about healthy v pathological social-system experience.
So, why isn't this same observation
first on the list of every political party's platform,
every faith community's regenerative mission statement?
If we lose our democratic win/win social health,
we've lost our greatest wealth.
If we optimize
our actively co-invested trust
in global interdependent health,
we regain our most resilient dreams
of cooperatively-owned wealth,
communal peace
served up with personal integrity.
"Make America Great Again"
whether triumphantly declared as "mission accomplished"
or somewhat more humble,
errs in dreaming way too small
When we could more robustly
courageously
compassionately choose
"Make Earth Healthy Again"
Which would, of course,
also make America wealthy
in all the democratic social positives,
and none of the aristocratic anti-social negatives
again?
I guess sometimes healthy restorative justice
is more like exploratory win/win polycultural justice,
more pro-social green peace meadows
than elitist
monocultural
grab and crab grass.