I’m so excited about this election
about America and our direction
We’ll trust old men
to make big decisions
elderly men
of compassion and vision
Men who were there
when the work was done
when we went to the moon
and warred in Vietnam
A glorious age is at hand
we’ll be safe in those trembling hands
One who launched a murderous insurrection*
Another who can’t even follow simple directions
They will grasp what needs to be done,
our land will be free and efficiently run
We’ll trust old men
who think with precision
to keep us safe
with complex decisions
Men who were there
when the work was done
promoting corporate advantage
and environmental damage
A glorious age is at hand
we’ll be safe in those trembling hands
I’m so excited about this election
about America and our direction
.
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Officer, Brian D. Sicknick was murdered by rioters, beaten to death with a fire extinguisher. 113 other police officers were injured trying to protect our capital on January 6th, 2021.
I was loss in the vast wilderness
Trying to find my way
Here I am
Had no idea how I even got loss
I saw something and wanted to investigate
I guess that would be source of why I am in this situation
I wondered into the woods
I am where I stand
The sunset is taking effect and slowly going down
Darkness came quickly
I knew I was in the wrong direction
I worried and cried
I am giving anything a try
How would I find my way
I am so far into the woods and off the trail estray
I glanced at the Moon
It was as if the Moon was guiding me through the woods
The Moon showed me my own reelection
That was the right direction
Every step I made I felt caution
I wasn’t even thinking about being rescued
I knew I had to get back to the trail and onto the campgrounds where I was
Praying in between seemed to help
I knew I wasn’t alone
I saw a light in the distance, and it was the trail leading to the camp
Suddenly, I was back at camp and there were search parties looking for me
However, I arrived back safely and was welcomed back by my friends
The Moon’s wisdom and Heaven’s timing made everything alright.
Sensationally senile sedentary solid senators
solemnly, sincere, seriously self-serving
sanctifying, seconding, seeking senatorial reelection
What changed me was
Due to the buzz
An injection
Meant for protection
A needle like a honeybee
Sounding sweet but ended up dangerous for me
When the stinger pricked my arm
It did a little harm
My body turned red
I felt like I was dead
Something that I had inside
A sickness was trying to hide
This was such a terrible infection
From a helpful injection!
When I should claim rejection
Explaining no to one wanting reelection
Last night
They came into my hospital room where I was having a fright
Unwelcome news you have something evil inside
It was trying to hide
But on the other side
We caught the bug
Pulled it out from the rug
You are going to be fine
Since the illness in your body was declined
Leaving a letter stating it resigned.
Oh boy that is great
Using the injection as bait
No need to worry
Only the virus will be buried
Now I will go on to say
I am now little bit healthier wealthy and wise today
politicians and term limits
marches by entitled Americans
voices drown out our freedom
lives whose life doesn't matter
ravaging dreams lost forever
citizens looting ignore tears
smiling cheering destruction
black clouds loom over fire
police stand down horrified
ordered from behind a desk
politicians watch in comfort
safe far away from violence
reelection is still years away
firemen see no end in sight
hours fighting for others lives
comforted by their families
thankful to make it home
soft beds cradle their sleep
awoken by the smell of coffee
embraced by quiet to relax
newspaper's thrown in trash
no need to read it, we live it
Support Police Officers and Firemen, "THEY SAVE LIVES"
Dissenters dominate the streets,
The public dominion of demonstrations.
This POTUS threatens military domination.
Just forget the pesky First Amendment.
Sowing seeds of civil war
The best path to reelection.
Yet remonstrations rally relentless,
One man’s terminal chokehold
A symbol of structural racism.
A metaphor for the socioeconomic suffocation,
The clamor and commotion
torn and tormenting in every town.
Protestors street hue and cry,
voices of the marginalized and forgotten .
A human chain of disputant dissentients,
Occupiers striking for a new order.
Rebels demanding
a new systemic justice.
Hey, democratic candidates –
Forget campaigns, forget debates.
Just toss your names into a hat,
Let Nancy pick and that is that!
The only way to win the fight
Is for all people to unite
Whose goal is simply to prevent
A reelection we’ll lament.
So Joe or Bernie, Liz or Pete,
Amy, Mike – accept defeat
And join behind the party’s pick
But do not wait – just do it quick!
The months are slipping by so fast
But well before the votes are cast
If we unite, we’ll have reclaimed
The torch from He-who-can’t-be-named!
Republicans Up for Reelection
Will they wheedle out
Always try to twist and shout
Leave us with much doubt.
Familiar does sound
Republicans all around
Where will they be bound?
We could all care less
Someone will straighten out mess
And can remove stress.
Up started shoring
Think it will be with Warren
Now are adoring.
There hast to be a few chuckles
left out there somewhere.
Jim Horn
JFK Improves With the Passing Decades
By Elton Camp
With all the praises being heaped today
Dare I speak negatively of Pres JFK?
For his legacy, death proved to be ideal
Making him a myth far removed from real
I was still a young man when he died
But well recall that some in joy cried
“Johnson is far better man than he!
It’ll be better now, wait and see.”
Very many didn’t want JFK to be in
His election victory was razor thin
An investigation many folks sought
Thinking that the election was bought
It was hard in Communist leaders to detect
For JFK more than a tiny bit of respect
Whispers of adultery were often heard
Although the media said not a word
There were even those who did say
That it was the Pope JFK would obey
His reelection prospects looked low
When to Dallas he decided to go
In a horrible flash he become a saint
Against him, was allowed no complaint
If Abraham Zapruder hadn’t been there
Would there have been such a care?
The foul murder endlessly replayed
Won’t allow the memory to fade
His adulation has continued to grow
Dare I ask how much of it is truly so?
For years preachers have ranted and raved to control the activities of hookers!
Well, I'm proposin' that the guv-mint control the sale and use of pressure cookers!
We've seen the havoc these lethal weapons wreaked upon Olde Boston Towne.
Congress should act, now that the furor over gun control is settlin' down!
There should be background checks on little old ladies who have a yen for one,
And there should be a waitin' period to buy one just as there is for a gun!
Even though they may be designed to hold twelve quarts when locked and loaded,
Congress should limit capacity to six quarts so as not to be accidentally exploded!
I'm really concerned that I broached this urgent matter, upon serious reflection.
I fear some politico might read this and make it an issue to help in his reelection!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) All Rights Reserved
Copyright © 2008 #4
4/28/2008
(justification is not where, but why)
-to pay the ultimate sacrifice-
Militaries are for protection not regression,
but dictators use them to force reelection,
and some, to maintain ethnic separation.
A soldier is more than one's pride, land or oil,
why misutilize them on someone else's soil?
However, we must remain ready to fight,
some like changing plans in the night.
Soldiers should be sent to deter and protect,
some Nations respect, others neglect.
Nations should "never" war without reason,
some Nations like doing it every season.
It is like a lust that some must,
so time to vote, who can we trust?
But, crises and warfare have not been rare,
it's Prophecy, this is why we must care.
So, beware of the "Mark of the Beast,"
those unprepared will become its feast!
Before the "Last Battle," when they all gather,
make peace with GOD, nothing else will matter.
Soon, HE will come and take some home,
to live where the Angels and Saints roam.
by: LP
Earth and its function
earth and its function
dirt and reelection
reflection from a mirror
so much terror
memory of a computer error
robots livid from motion
data starts back the Trojans
Argonauts
nautical astronauts
leading the sheep to the slaughter
reminiscing when they caught her
tortured terrorists hung drawn and quartered
Written by Sean randy Joseph McMahon
on/19/03/06/ sun
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