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Lisa Savage May 2015
BROTHER, HAVE YOU GOT A JOB?
SISTER, ARE YOU WORKING?
WE JUST WANT TO EARN A WAGE,
NO B.S. AND NO SHIRKING.
EVERY JOB WE SEEM TO FIND
DOESN’T PAY A LIVING;
ASKING FOLKS IF THEY WANT FRIES
IS THE ONLY JOB THEY’RE GIVING.

IF WE GOT A JOB RIGHT HERE
WE’D HELP TO BUILD DESTROYERS,
MAKING LOTS OF PROFITS FOR
GEN. DYNAMICS AND ITS LAWYERS.
WE DON’T WANT TO BUILD FOR WAR
WE WANT JOBS SUSTAINING
LIFE AND HEALTH AND LIBERTY
FOR EVERYONE REMAINING.

WHY CAN’T WE BUILD WINDMILL TOWERS?
TRAINS & TRACKS THEY RUN ON?
WHY DO ALL OUR TAXES GO TO
WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION?
Sung to the tune of "Yankee Doodle Dandy"
Homunculus May 2015
If you are lacking capital,
You won't show on the map at all,

You wont show on radar as little green blips,
If your bank account can't furnish means for a tip,
In a Washington  lobby, to fund a campaign, so
Now the youth have a future, in sutures and maimed,

By a financial beast, that just cannot be tamed, and
It's fed by the folks who are riggin' the game,
A small, opulent group of the fiscal insane,
The ones who observe them have given them names,

They're the "oligarchs," they're the "robber barons"
They're the "plutocrats," and they don't like sharin'
You can speak of reform, but they'll tell you to spare 'em, as
You watch, in bewilderment, grimaced and glarin,' as

They profit off health care, off oil stocks, and banks, and
Control public discourse, with PR  think tanks, cause
They own all the media, feedin ya lies, that
Are dressed up as facts,  in a clever  disguise, so

At propaganda, "take a proper gander," then
Stand and unite, as change demanders!
oh yeah, here's a shoutout for my man Bernie Sanders. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qU2P6OAbevw

...and nobody here is wearing a foil hat, mind you. The truth of big money in politics saturates the history of the previous and current centuries, and has become more and more apparent since the 2008 financial crisis. Google "Citizens United" and the Koch Brothers for a tiny glimpse of the extent to which corporate power influences American politics.
Hindi naman ganid ang administrasyon
Nagkataon lamang na may mga punto
Na walang humpay na nag-iiwan
Ng tandang pananong.

May mga eksenang hindi literal
Pero kapag bayan ang bumasa’y
Ni isang letra’y hindi man lamang nasimulan.

Hindi masisisi ang mga modernong bayani
Kung patuloy pa rin sila sa pakikibaka
Kahit nakamit na kamo ang kasarinlan;
Ang hustisya raw ay napagtagumpayan na
Bagkus, nilalatigo ng kapwa nasa ekonomiya.

Marahil hindi pa lubusang nararadyo
Hindi magkanda-ugaga
ang leksyon sa Senado
Eh kung uso pa ba ang tele-radyo,
Kaya bang tapakan ng saksi
ang demokrasyang makasarili?

Doon nag-rally ang iilang katauhan
Wala naman silang napala
Pagkat binagsakan ng pintuan
Ni hindi nakakilos kahit sila’y nasa kilusan
Saklob ng gobyerno’y
sila’y bisi sa nasasakupan.

Hindi mabilang ang dugong dumanak
Ang boses na sumigaw
Ang tonong paulit-ulit pero hindi naririnig
O baka naman ang may pandinig
Ay mas nais magwaglit.

May mga platapormang tila langit
Bagkus dilim naman ang hain
Sa maliwanag dapat na paligid.

Ibabato nila ang kinamkam sa madla
Pero dahil ang binato’y mukhang tinapay,
Walang pakuwari ang iba
Manhid nga ba ang tao
O talagang kurot-sabay-pikit lang?

Heto na naman tayo sa estante ng kaguluhan
Sana nga matapos na ang pahinang ito
Pero nasa simula pa lamang
Pagkat ang propesiya’y
Nararapat na mamalakad
Ihahain ng Higit na Hari
Nang maitaas Kanyang Ngalan.

Kung may mga bumabatikos
Sa gobyernong kinagisnan
Marami pa rin ang tatayo
Pagkat kaytayog ng kanilang dangal.

Hindi naman dapat
Tumingin lamang sa kawalan
Pagkat may pag-asa pa
Itong *ginintuan nating bayan.
Derrick Feinman May 2015
When machines are cheap,
Reliable, exact, fast:
People can't compete.
some people live for what lasts
some people live for what's left
some people make sure to leave things that last
so the people whom they've left can live
some things last forever that shouldn't
some are the last of their kind
some people care more for material things
than for what's going on outside

they'll be fine in their homes with their money

just fine

until the green on the trees starts to go
remember how great it once grew
before our exponential growth
and everything we've grown to know
and we knew

this year's inflation
overpopulation
in nations and nations and nations of people who all need a phone and who all need a car and who all need more gas cause we drive really far all time and we need to go out in the summer to purchase a new AC
and we all have to separate our wants from our needs
...and we need to begin to go back to the world where we lived for what kept us alive without money or time..
...all the world
..in my mind
but i'm just one guy.
i remember we used to be happy
do we really just want to be fine?
..think of the different meanings of "fine"
...and of "all the world" as 'everyone in the world' or 'all the earth has provided for us'
Henry Tobelman 2015
Homunculus Apr 2015
Making magic make believe, while
Simple subtle lies deceive,
We have no fear; we shed no tears,
We've got our fingers in our ears
We've got our hands over our eyes
Trapped in our dreams of
Bright blue skies, where
All is well, ignoring hell,
Protected by that magic spell,
That shields us from the truth of
Things, and brings peace to our minds,
"Well, I can't see it, so it isn't there,"
"It's not my problem, so why care? "
OH! WOE IS YOU!
OH! WOE IS YOU!
Your understanding,
Blunt and crude,
My dear, you are
The ******* child, of
Wicked fortune's
Twisted smile,
Your heart, it wants  of
Will and wile,
Your mind, it lacks of
Skill and guile,
Your spirit, rendered
Infantile, impotent and
Indolent, my dear,
You are no innocent,
You are as guilty as they,
Your apathy has trapped you,
As your powers, they decay,
Now, you must break the spell, and
Wake your eyes,
Unplug your ears, and
Hear the cries, of
Retribution, on the wind,
That begs us all to join.
For a better understanding of the intended meaning of this piece, also read my "one note song"
Hannah Apr 2015
i need (i want) Your help, You see,
i cannot go alone, just me.
and You with all Your wealth and gold,
should give and give and shall not hold.

yet Your safe is blocked with a guard man's lock,
and only little will You give,
even spare change goes nowhere but Your stock,
so force is the only way i live?*

Disparaged one, feel free to go on,
speak freely as you will.
but note your words are here then gone,
I'm busy working to pay the bill.

A common facade is that which you say,
I will not give to the poor, what dismay!

But while you sit and complain away,
and say that I am ill,
what change or good have you done today?
I'm busy working to pay the bill.
Grizzo Apr 2015
Why do I still love you?

Anytime we hang out you're always gone
by the end of the night.

You never come home with me
always eager to leave,
more willing to find your
way into someone
else's hands,
than remain in mine.

I can't get enough.

You thrive on the chase,
your bountiful
promises are empty
like my pockets,
but I'm only a few days
away from seeing
you again

and I will never get enough of you.

You help me when you
arrive in two weeks time
and hurt me when you
leave sometimes only
staying for a few days.

My pockets miss your promises.

Your debits are hard to control
and your credits constantly
leave me seeking more
adoration.

I buy your lies.

I want you to love me
in the same way I don't
want to love you. I only
chase you because it's
expected,

but I want my soul back.

Why do I still love you?
I can't get enough
and I will never get enough of you.
My pockets miss your promises
I buy your lies,
I want my soul back.

A man's worth shouldn't
in (lie) you.
NaPoWriMo #7 -Money prompt
Brycical Mar 2015
Muscles clench like knots on rope
prior to any wintry water droplets
dripping on my scarecrow frame.

There's a moment of cautious pause,
my mind waivers the rest of me--
uncomfortable with the atypical developments
insisting through western culture's handbook
bathing is meant to be relaxing.

I agree.

So after a thoughtful inhale
we dive in.
oo!
The siberian shock of the frigid liquid landing
on warm, pale-rose flesh
slowly erodes with an exhale...
My mercurial movements
and conscious unravelling of the constricting sinews  
offer a peppermint bliss-like salvation!
The chill fades,
water wanders down,
allowing my body to interact with the clear solution,
allowing myself to be and breathe with each cold moment
of wide-eyed cool-headed serenity.
I take cold showers quite frequently but this is the process almost every time.
Arcassin B Mar 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

Too Many,
Of your brothers,
Want salvation,
We all,
Are a number,
In this nation,
Silent kills,
Global warming,
Hurricanes,
I can't make you love me,
Dark skin,
Light skin,
It don't matter,
I will love you,
Til the day you die,
We'll win,
Oh! I bet you will,
We die,
It was written,
For the right to live forever,
In god,
We trust,
To be forgivin',
Gas leaks,
Red skies,
Symbolism,
I can't make you love me,
I'd die for all of y'all,
They held me up,
You don't owe me nothin'.
Very powerful
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