Your experience in today
Change is not to be brought forth
Journal and starvation are framed
One mustn't and must speak
Afforded
The free press is after force of entry
Into location as advertised
"presidential crimes"
Can't is military discipline
Poverty is defined as can't
The United States can't unite
A document of a dollar in the poverty
The war is lost
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I rub my neck
My fingers find something hard
I press hard again
Full court press on the press
an all out assault on speech
verbose wit-nitts sowing deceit supremes masquerading liberators
an all out assault on speech
university protest branded
supremes masquerading liberators fabulist executive derided
university protest branded
agitators bolstering antisemitism
fabulist executive derided
the light on genocide
agitators bolstering antisemitism
tattooed ICE on immigration
the light on genocide
muted body snatchers
tattooed ICE on immigration
NPR CNN DOGE DOA
muted body snatchers
power play MEGAphone
NPR CNN DOGE DOA
funds deemed unfundamental
power play MEGAphone
spitting lies into the wind
Funds deemed unfundamental
Full court press on the press
Spitting lies into the wind
Supremes masquerading liberators
To Foreward Press,
No Less, No Less
God's Bold!
The Strength Our Feat,
Tomorrow's Lead,
Show, Show!
The press is filled with gossip and chatter,
Like frogs and scorpions trapped in a bottle.
People have shrunk, it seems, in the end,
Boasting and bragging, but what does it mend?
The press spreads news with a calculating mind,
I’m stunned by the senseless gossip I find.
Some say they care for the nation's plight,
When they lay in bed, with husband and wife.
Digging for tales from deep underground,
Copying rumors, spreading them all around.
What someone eats or the clothes they wear,
Why does it matter? Does anyone care?
Why do we focus on parties and feasts,
When sacred treasures are starving at least?
Mainstream channels, they push their design,
To keep us distracted, to make us blind.
Is it the time, or have we grown old,
What values do we teach, what stories are told?
Fed by rumors, lies, and deceit,
A devil’s growth in our minds takes its seat.
Open thy heart
claim the feather
of peace that is floating,
swirling down
towards your open palm:
"WHEN IT LANDS,"
Feel the sensations that arise
as you
caress it,
gently:
Perhaps its a spiritual hug
from an Angel who wants to,
love you !
Close your fingers round it
press it to your heart
and say,
AMEN !
a-merry-can news said...
biden is an old man while
trump is full of muster...
well the actual truth be...
trumps a rich kid corporate clown while
biden has the wisdom of an earned maturity
stan sand
Let the living colors of your promise brightly shine
In the realm of words, where promises intertwine.
Speak forth His goodness, above the winds you soar,
History is shifting, new chapters to explore.
Prosper in your new field, let faith be your guide,
In redemption’s trail, walk with action beside.
Actively live abundantly, press on without fail,
Fragrance of life in fellowship, oh the sweet tale.
Pressing in together, building bridges strong,
For in the corporate, your joy will sing its song.
Harvest fields assigned, unlikely at first glance,
Building blocks for territories, in heavenly decree.
Good news doesn't sense
To mainstream media galore
No bridge on a fence.
Press hard my friend
To see the end
Dont worry if you win
Fate is not your kin
My lasting thought
I swear I aught
To wear and tout
The spring has frought
Penance is paid
Pain is laid
I rouse this maiden of staunch confused cadence.
The stench of death is the only fragrance
But im alive you see
Birthed in this fools venture, but free
New York times and Washington post, better watch
The reports in the columns you host, keep within any
Remit, for the wokesters wish to poke' specially those in
The big-house, who'll treat as serious any old joke'
Don't be tilting at thir windmills, or landing any clouts'
Being negative on e v's like 'just asking about? How
They go real dead in winter, blow a fuse in deeper floods'
Keep burning on' though fire brigade extinguishers run out
How their weight causes pot-holes how they belt hard other
Cars, that they're becoming liabiltys in the world
And here; both near and far.! Far be it from you to truth tell
Just remain within the lies..Keep on massaging those figures.'
All those 'old lockdown blighs' cause you really don't matter
Or your families and friends, you bury the corpses and
Press freedom.' even the intents.' You'll be part of the problem'
And you'll pay so very dear, when they draw up all the rules
Then you'll know.. 'you once; were free' free to save many
People and countries..The many lands you have sold out..You'll
Be colouring the pavements, fir there your talent you will tout.'
Putin holds a deranged press conference in which he outlines his plans
For the future of Europe and the world:
- Russia would rule eastern Europe and the Central Asian Stans as in the old Soviet era.
- He would proclaim himself the Czar of Russia, and Xi would rule East Asia and SE Asia as the new Emperor of Asia.
- Teheran would rule Iran and Afghanistan.
- The Saudis would rule the Middle East but would recognize Israel.
- Western Europe would continue as the EU and the UK would continue.
- The US would be given the Americas.
- Africa would be divided up between the great powers.
- The UN would be replaced with a much more focused international organization
Where the powers would jointly rule the world, cooperate on global issues,
Such as climate change and space exploration.
A military conflict would come to an end.
Our world
Revolves
Around us now
Medication
For each
Furrowed brow
No need
To travel
Sit just there
Canute's
Hypnotic
TV chair
A people
Lost
In static pose
The world
Moves on
As we repose
Break
The cycle
Turn off repeat
Wet sand
Again
Beneath our feet
Hear
The birdsong
Smell the rain
Return to
Humanity
Once again
Unsubstantial evidence hums.
Unclear to the media bums.
Just off of the press -
There’s still no confess.
A story sans lucid outcomes.
Merco press combines economic and political
I fail to see how? it can be truly analytical.'
Its zone is grey at very best' any claim to
Equal reporting must be put to the test.!
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