james-trm-milligan - Hello Poetry

War is profit full stop. Let’s get it straight and start from the top. Who are we fighting? What do they wear? People who live in caves and don't have life fair This is the enemy of us all, really? Blowing up city buildings from mountains easily Our soldiers searching rocks in a far off place Looking for an enemy that has no face Financial overlords from across the sea Learning early that war is profit and a guarantee An event, then a call to arms will be heard As soon as the building’s in New York were disturbed Terror spreading across our great nations We’re under attack, we’ve been threatened, our families foundations Fake reports painted to portray Confusing leaders into mistakes of a massive way Intelligence agencies with links with the banks Just to raise funds for more missiles and tanks Iraq, Afghanistan, pipelines through the Caspian Sea Establish bases and destabilise the Middle East Then the big one, there’ll be no choice They refuse to reform claims a muffled CIA voice That’s it, they’ve ignored our instruction Time for democratic war, oil and destruction Turning children into terrorists for decades to come An eternal war, good for a few and profit for a hidden some. Through media hysteria people will cry ‘We want blood, revenge, the enemy must die!’ Funding war by borrowing from the bank As we pay for death through some awful tax prank The evil distain of the cancer man must be reined in soon Or the earth and the average man will all be doomed They laugh at our boys searching in caves As they sit back sipping whiskey at the Bohemia parade South America, South-East Asia, now Arabia Is there anywhere left? The element across our shores will not quit Their lifestyle too much to sustain fit Their currency shrinking, the banks desperate Robbing honest American homes to address it Carving a war path for far too long now ****** and death acceptable as long as profits grow *“Give me control of a nation’s money supply, and I care not who makes its laws.” Mayer Amschel Rothschild.*

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Oct 12, 2014

Oct 12, 2014 at 10:09 PM UTC

Eternal

War is profit full stop. Let’s get it straight and start from the top. Who are we fighting? What do they wear? People who live in caves and don't have life fair This is the enemy of us all, really? Blowing up city buildings from mountains easily Our soldiers searching rocks in a far off place Looking for an enemy that has no face Financial overlords from across the sea Learning early that war is profit and a guarantee An event, then a call to arms will be heard As soon as the building’s in New York were disturbed Terror spreading across our great nations We’re under attack, we’ve been threatened, our families foundations Fake reports painted to portray Confusing leaders into mistakes of a massive way Intelligence agencies with links with the banks Just to raise funds for more missiles and tanks Iraq, Afghanistan, pipelines through the Caspian Sea Establish bases and destabilise the Middle East Then the big one, there’ll be no choice They refuse to reform claims a muffled CIA voice That’s it, they’ve ignored our instruction Time for democratic war, oil and destruction Turning children into terrorists for decades to come An eternal war, good for a few and profit for a hidden some. Through media hysteria people will cry ‘We want blood, revenge, the enemy must die!’ Funding war by borrowing from the bank As we pay for death through some awful tax prank The evil distain of the cancer man must be reined in soon Or the earth and the average man will all be doomed They laugh at our boys searching in caves As they sit back sipping whiskey at the Bohemia parade South America, South-East Asia, now Arabia Is there anywhere left? The element across our shores will not quit Their lifestyle too much to sustain fit Their currency shrinking, the banks desperate Robbing honest American homes to address it Carving a war path for far too long now ****** and death acceptable as long as profits grow *“Give me control of a nation’s money supply, and I care not who makes its laws.” Mayer Amschel Rothschild.*

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We need to organise a meeting So we can discuss the previous meeting Concerning the timetables of meetings So we can begin this year’s diaries of meeting in full! But should we have a meeting to decide all these meetings before we begin deciding at all? Said the council official who was avoiding the issue dreaming up ways to fill his diary for the year.

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Oct 10, 2014

Oct 10, 2014 at 6:51 PM UTC

Counciling

We need to organise a meeting So we can discuss the previous meeting Concerning the timetables of meetings So we can begin this year’s diaries of meeting in full! But should we have a meeting to decide all these meetings before we begin deciding at all? Said the council official who was avoiding the issue dreaming up ways to fill his diary for the year.

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Art, writing, building, politics? Please tell me of more? Fighting soldier’s forgotten Dying in strange lands before Legacy and trace Printed word, picture and death Heavy is the relationship between the two We remember some people from the past but never you When all is said and done Your bones are dust the worms have fun What will be left in trace and view? Of the unknown grain of sand that was once you.

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Oct 4, 2014

Oct 4, 2014 at 9:14 PM UTC

The Dust Print

Art, writing, building, politics? Please tell me of more? Fighting soldier’s forgotten Dying in strange lands before Legacy and trace Printed word, picture and death Heavy is the relationship between the two We remember some people from the past but never you When all is said and done Your bones are dust the worms have fun What will be left in trace and view? Of the unknown grain of sand that was once you.

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Soldiers, fighters, labouring men you have no chance Who will defend our lands at a glance? When the soft liberals and politicians fail hand in hand They turn and force you to defend the land. They can’t let you get rich, who will fight? Who will toil and labour? Giving you just enough benefit to subdue and keep favour Tax increases to keep you in class and at your level God forbid the rich would turn and face the earth’s devils. So stiffen your upper lip, man up and except your place Otherwise our overlords will jettison you into outta spaaaaaaaace!!!

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Oct 4, 2014

Oct 4, 2014 at 9:02 PM UTC

Banded Men

Soldiers, fighters, labouring men you have no chance Who will defend our lands at a glance? When the soft liberals and politicians fail hand in hand They turn and force you to defend the land. They can’t let you get rich, who will fight? Who will toil and labour? Giving you just enough benefit to subdue and keep favour Tax increases to keep you in class and at your level God forbid the rich would turn and face the earth’s devils. So stiffen your upper lip, man up and except your place Otherwise our overlords will jettison you into outta spaaaaaaaace!!!

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How can we do it? We line all our men up in straight lines we make them walk through three foot of mud and mines towards positioned machine guns through fields off lead. How many men can we **** in four and a quarter years? Ready steady go!

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Aug 4, 2014

Aug 4, 2014 at 6:17 PM UTC

WWI High Command - 4.8.1914

How can we do it? We line all our men up in straight lines we make them walk through three foot of mud and mines towards positioned machine guns through fields off lead. How many men can we **** in four and a quarter years? Ready steady go!

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Marijuana negates thousands of chemically made drugs There’s no real reason for the prescription bug The pharmaceutical industry is big and vast And provides much tax for politician’s tasks Is this the reason **** is illegal? Because it cures more illness than drugs made legal

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Aug 2, 2014

Aug 2, 2014 at 11:24 AM UTC

Phar to legal

Marijuana negates thousands of chemically made drugs There’s no real reason for the prescription bug The pharmaceutical industry is big and vast And provides much tax for politician’s tasks Is this the reason **** is illegal? Because it cures more illness than drugs made legal

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My editor says I must justify my poems to the left But this challenges my rebellious side bereft I stopped smoking before the bans were in-forced Then started again in defiance of course Is it just me who doesn’t like conforming? Isn’t life otherwise just really boring? It’s being told what to do all the time at work and play I’d probably be a good boy and conform if people didn’t always.... just have to say.

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Aug 1, 2014

Aug 1, 2014 at 11:34 AM UTC

A ‘NO’ day!

My editor says I must justify my poems to the left But this challenges my rebellious side bereft I stopped smoking before the bans were in-forced Then started again in defiance of course Is it just me who doesn’t like conforming? Isn’t life otherwise just really boring? It’s being told what to do all the time at work and play I’d probably be a good boy and conform if people didn’t always.... just have to say.

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The priest preaches proudly, ‘Now is the time for forgiveness!’ It’s only been two days later what’s he saying? 284 people dead from a Red surface to air Falling from the Ukrainian sky bodies of despair Children, Mothers, Fathers, Husbands, friends and wives Families in far-away countries cry As bank cards are rinsed and possessions taken Last belongings burnt final memories forsaken And Gods speaker says we must forgive them already? Is he joking? What’s he been smoking? Something heavy! Should we forgive the murderers and takers of innocent life? Should we forgive the solider who fires off wild? Should we forgive him when he shoots your family? Should we forgive him when he shoots your friend? Should we forgive him when his gun points at your head? Should we forgive him when he’s shot you dead?

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Jul 31, 2014

Jul 31, 2014 at 7:33 PM UTC

Forgiveness

The priest preaches proudly, ‘Now is the time for forgiveness!’ It’s only been two days later what’s he saying? 284 people dead from a Red surface to air Falling from the Ukrainian sky bodies of despair Children, Mothers, Fathers, Husbands, friends and wives Families in far-away countries cry As bank cards are rinsed and possessions taken Last belongings burnt final memories forsaken And Gods speaker says we must forgive them already? Is he joking? What’s he been smoking? Something heavy! Should we forgive the murderers and takers of innocent life? Should we forgive the solider who fires off wild? Should we forgive him when he shoots your family? Should we forgive him when he shoots your friend? Should we forgive him when his gun points at your head? Should we forgive him when he’s shot you dead?

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She held me so tightly for thirty eternal minutes Without pause she whaled and screamed for her dead son, my best friend My shape was the same as his, maybe my smell Did she think I was him? She tightened her grip sobbing and crying I felt the water of her tears soak through to my skin The longest half hour of my life

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Jul 30, 2014

Jul 30, 2014 at 8:54 PM UTC

Mother Croatia

She held me so tightly for thirty eternal minutes Without pause she whaled and screamed for her dead son, my best friend My shape was the same as his, maybe my smell Did she think I was him? She tightened her grip sobbing and crying I felt the water of her tears soak through to my skin The longest half hour of my life

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I would like to string all bankers up the nearest tree Conning the public for years then given our money for free I would like the bankers to experience severe dental pain Maybe attach a rope to their feet and pull them behind a train For their unscrupulous demeanour, disposition, debauchery and dispensation... they deserve the spinal column removal and vasectomy operations.

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Jul 27, 2014

Jul 27, 2014 at 8:46 PM UTC

*ankers

I would like to string all bankers up the nearest tree Conning the public for years then given our money for free I would like the bankers to experience severe dental pain Maybe attach a rope to their feet and pull them behind a train For their unscrupulous demeanour, disposition, debauchery and dispensation... they deserve the spinal column removal and vasectomy operations.

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