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COUNTERINTUITIVE
One would think that news was real
At least it was, mostly, as in the past
Yet with A.I images on social media
And even a misquoted encyclopedia
The scale of deception is quite vast
With emoticons about how you feel
We believe what we want to believe
And welcoming an influencer’s role
Afraid that intuition has had its day
Who knows, or even cares, anyway
More sales or votes is now the goal
Now just shut the door as you leave
The disappearance of common sense
Did it not surrender or pay its taxes
It is a complicated world, of course
But who now ever checks the source
Today, no-one can remember faxes
Just a meme, intended for the dense
The votes counted
More ballots were founded
Voters in record numbers
Political sites, lots of funders
Plenty of unrest
Opposing sides, candidates at their best
Can we work together
Solutions instead of division. Oh, that's clever.
Taking sides, talking battles
Criticizing, interruptions, so much, it rattles
Working together
Sounds better
Political choices
The prople's voices
Demonstations, people shouting
Others doubting
Signs are made
They're not getting paid
Choices, confusion ensues
Who doesn't have the blues
The protestors march
Walking under the arch
Lots to say
Their cause will stay
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
It's Time
By Franklin Price
11/24/2020
It's time that we moved forward
Past the days of Donald Trump
He came and opened up our eyes
And kicked us in the rump
He was not of Washington
Not of pseudo royalty
Fought the swamp, for what it's worth
Worked to make the people see
Was doomed from the beginning
They harassed him from the start
He did well on what he promised
As they were tearing him apart
The media and Washington
Found that Russia would not do
They moved on to impeachment
More expense for me and you
Trump could'nt keep his mouth shut
He fought back at every turn
Not what he said, but how he said it
Something he would never learn
The economy was better
Unemployment rate at best
Stock market breaking records
Then came the Covid test
A third world war was on us
He shut us down to fight the fight
Trump was blamed for all bad things
Even for this newest blight
He organized to get a vaccine
In a record breaking way
And organized for distribution
Now the vote has made him pay
The left encouraged Mail-in votes
Could be used to change the tide
Used to change the numbers
By the Democratic side
Election night, Trump was ahead,
At two declared he'd won.
Not so fast, the mail's not in,
Not over 'til it's done
Blocked from the counting houses
May not have had a valid count
The President took legal steps
To assure the right amount
All of this was no surprise
The left had done it from the start
If not underhanded cowards,
Would have stabbed him in the heart.
It's now time that it's all over
Biden's total count has won
Both popular and College
Trump is over, said and done
It's just as well it happened
For if Trump had come around
The left side would have rioted
Burned buildings to the ground
Hope we recognize the U.S.A.
Just four short years from now
We the people need to make it work
Not to kiss their rings and bow
I wish I had known that the cocaine and heroine
That killed my friends in the sixties and seventies
Would become an “Opioid Crisis” in my later years.
I wish I had known that somehow the same bad choices
That not only killed but criminalized my friends back then
Would make today’s addicts poor victims who need accommodation.
I wish I had known that the press and government
Would create the battle cry “Opioid Crisis” as a way to get readers and votes
Without considering the consequences in our healthcare system.
I wish I had known that because of measures taken
To protect other people’s children who chose to misuse an illegal substance
My child dying of cancer would be treated like a criminal when obtaining prescribed pain meds
I wish I had known that at almost 60 years of age I would be fighting
To get pain medicine I clearly need for a diagnosed condition
And be treated like an addict on the street was in my youth
I wish I had known that despite friends and family who love and care
This would be the loneliest, most painful time of life
Because those with the power to help are busy completing forms and counting pills.
But I didn’t know. And the life I’ve lived has been a clean one in which I always strived to make the right choices,
No speeding tickets, no parking tickets, no arrests, church on Sunday;
And no relief from the pain that now fills the long nights.
I didn’t know that I would have to watch a sweet young woman with stage four cancer
Jump through hoops to get the meds that make her comfortable
While addicts who overdose are fawned over, given expensive drugs, and promised no consequence.
I didn’t know that I survived an abusive household growing up
With alcoholic parents who enjoyed belittling me
Only to find myself understanding suicidal depression for the first time as a senior adult.
But now you know.
May 15, 2019
AMERICAN DREAM
George Washington – father of our nation,
remember him in this generation,
and founders, for leading the causation
which led to signing a declaration,
that our freedom would not have cessation,
our votes would keep up the conversation,
strong thoughts would not lead to degradation
and people would have fair legislation,
as they give honest examination
to the precepts, giving affirmation,
to promote prodigious augmentation,
by and for the people, long duration.
2nd place winner
8/24/2016
Contest: Monorhyme Mania
Sponsored by: John Hamilton
When the bombers are in town,
And soldiers daren't open fire
Because the legal profession
Is so readily there for hire
With no win no fee basis,
Always eager for a prosecution
When a military campaign
Has come to its conclusion.
When the rioters rule the streets
Because the police are so few
And there’s not enough of them
To care about me and you.
They’re all busy guarding
The rich in their secure estates
Ensuring top class security
As they hide behind their gates.
When the NHS is sold off
To the Tories Yankee mates
And we’re, in all but name,
The latest of the United States,
When Brexit is just a memory
And you can get immediate sack,
Just take it on the chin mate
For you’ll have your country back.
When that country is a wasteland
Ruled by the gun and the knife
And indiscriminate mob rule
Is just an accepted fact of life,
The death of the Welfare State
The inevitable ending to the story
When the working class majority
Goes and votes for the Tory.
Liz is still in the Palace
Phil does things his way
It’s like a scene frozen from
A modern kitchen sink play.
It’s back to Victorian times
With just a few mod cons
To pacify the peasant classes
As that privileged few march on.
So, Hey ho for Merrie England
A place that never existed,
A place where Christianity
Was warped, bent and twisted
To concentrate the power, make
Social progress grudgingly slow
And with, God Still In His Heaven,
Maintain that jolly old Status Quo.
Silence is Golden
In a laboratory in a far away place called
Lahore
Was a mad scientist, who experimented
Offshore
He fiddled and fuddles deep inside his lab
Making clones of his glorious self
Thinking they mighty fine lads
He cloned twenty or thirty or a hundred and more
All chattering and gabbing, their master they adore
Oh yes, he’s the mad scientist from Lahore
He has many accolades for he had many votes
He cloned so many, democracy was a joke
But the governor caught on
And saw through the clouds
Something was evil under the shroud
Banished he was to the prison of deception
Hopefully he will clone no more fake conceptions
He is not the brightest of guys
alone he could not survive
If he counts to twenty two
he removes both his shoes
Twenty he can count but ask for a hand
he needs more digits to understand
Draw a picture for Richard
Draw a picture for Richard
His name is Nick
but gets called a Dick
Draw a picture for Richard
He doesn't mean to be impolite
a coward he avoids all fights
He works all week but never gets paid
cause he is at the wrong place everyday
He gets fifty ballots in the mail
he votes each one no big deal
If they send them to him he votes to win
but it's last election that snail mail
Draw a picture for Richard
Draw a picture for Richard
His name is Nick
but gets called a Dick
Draw a picture for Richard.
Here we are at the close of the year and the start of another.
But, the coming years could be like no other.
Throughout this past year we debated and snickered
As the parade of candidates continued to dicker.
We were subjected to discourse we couldn’t believe
Bullying, name-calling, and lies meant to deceive.
And then there were wikis and secrets revealed
And who would have thought tax returns could be concealed.
Just as we thought there could be no end to it
There’s FBI revelations, Russian hacking and more bulls**t.
It was all weird and crazy stuff we’d never seen before
We cast our votes and prayed for a massive outpour.
We watched with hope as the results trickled in
And our hearts died a little at the impossible win.
How could it be? We were all so perplexed.
Half of us could only imagine what could possibly be next.
Happy New Year seems wishful and somewhat trite
But we have to be strong and brace for the fight.
For surely the systems which have long been in place
Will protect our values and the whole human race.