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Matthew Harlovic Oct 2014
The Star-Spangled Banner are Our Mangled Mannerisms

© Matthew Harlovic
Manny Goldman  Dec 2010
Money
Manny Goldman Dec 2010
the value of Money is relative,
(relatively speaking)
giving power and prestige
to a prestigeless Nation
(filled with Cash cow cheese eaters)
(business-men drunk wife beaters)
(game players
and cheaters)
and, to me, at least, it seems so cheap
but my idols are now sheep
(and slaves) in this country.
Slaves, for what?

ask not, "what?" but "why?" do you do for your Country!

why do you pledge Alligence?
why do you give them Power?
why do you make their Money?

"if Money is worthless then so are you"
it is not true.
they've taught you this
but you never knew.
(and now you do).

eliminating need for interaction
eliminates protest
eliminates people
(like me)

if your mind is free they detest
(if your hair is grey and your ******* sag
they say "dye" and "lift".)
die and left, the left and right
and all the little wars we fight-
they don't matter with no morality left.

give me equality-
I'll give you my TV.
(DVD, CD, Phone, Plane, Car)

(My Days Will Be Sunny
But Have Fun With Your money.)
Willow Grierson Apr 2013
Broken World,
Broken Girl,
Broken Home,
Broken Children,
Broken Love,
Broken People.
When will this world,
Be whole again?
When will 'love thy negihbor',
Become the Pledge of Alligence.
It's turned into a brother against brother,
And sister against sister.
Mothers lose their children to silly causes,
And Fathers mourn their losses.
When we can dance and laugh together,
And a child from one Country,
Will laugh and play,
With a child from another.
When we can forget the past and forge a new future,
For our world.
Whole World,
Whole Girl,
Whole Home,
Whole Children,
Whole Love,
Whole People.
Let's take the glue and put the earth back together again.
DieingEmbers Mar 2012
Home is where the heart is
and a place I've never been,
nor have I smelled it's flowers
or walked it's pastures green.

I have not sang it's anthem
nor waved it's national flag,
I have not pledged alligence
to it's every nook and crag.

I have not breathed in it's beauty
nor have I tasted of it's fair,
but my home is where my heart is
if you my love live there.

— The End —