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"conservatives" poems

There were dividing lines between Springfield and Mariners Gate soft, subtle lines that spoke of origin and code and biting union it was all the reason for being; alive and living dead or dying deep in a pack of pint size resistors hell bent on the marsh crow and cannabis tower jumping the rush with *** shots and anchors and tribunals camouflage creepers and transient floaters marked rebellion at the gates (skullduggery and taunt high on their favor list) jack straws and flat paddles for the evening charade beakers and flailing hands from the foot washing baptist (the Pleasant Street conservatives with their own something to say…“there’s gonna be hell to pay!”) there's a lingering effect to this sentiment (evident in the pump house stride) the river winds blow gently into the night as the huddling packers and **** backs chase the evening hours it’s a bitter sweet end of an era; those traction bars hood scoops and nickel bags will always be the rage

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Feb 21, 2017

Feb 21, 2017 at 11:13 PM UTC

There were dividing lines between Springfield and Mariners Gate soft, subtle lines that spoke of origin and code and biting union it was all the reason for being; alive and living dead or dying deep in a pack of pint size resistors hell bent on the marsh crow and cannabis tower jumping the rush with *** shots and anchors and tribunals camouflage creepers and transient floaters marked rebellion at the gates (skullduggery and taunt high on their favor list) jack straws and flat paddles for the evening charade beakers and flailing hands from the foot washing baptist (the Pleasant Street conservatives with their own something to say…“there’s gonna be hell to pay!”) there's a lingering effect to this sentiment (evident in the pump house stride) the river winds blow gently into the night as the huddling packers and **** backs chase the evening hours it’s a bitter sweet end of an era; those traction bars hood scoops and nickel bags will always be the rage

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Nobody marching toward us Their guns making us die. No tanks are come clanking No bombers in the sky. But our Congress and generals When oil or bases seem needed; We appear armed and threatening Peace and love talk not heeded. No country has attacked us With troops and lethal artillery. But our leaders expect us to Go open up their arteries And **** their women and children And laugh while they all die And we are expected to do this And never think to ask why. It’s almost like big companies Were sad when WW2 ended So they started attacking countries We really should have befriended. We let Russia have free reign To **** and ****** and steal Almost as if their aggression Wasn’t really true or even real. We looked around and made them, Those evil old warlike excuses, That some country threatened freedom And we pretended they weren’t ruses. We attacked Korea and Vietnam We were just supposed to observe That they were yellow people there And think they got what they deserved. We didn’t stop there, as Reagan took A duly elected leader and put him in jail. If any country did that to our country The conservatives would howl and rail. Then the Bushes tried their best to take Iraq to steal their oil and punish them And created an era of stronger hatred And anti-American outrage and mayhem. No foreign country has attacked America; So, the point bears repeating once again. We need to stop acting like bullies here And start acting like decent statesmen And women who have the bigger picture; The growth of peace in our battered world So, other countries will not take their guns And shoot our flag when it’s unfurled.

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Sep 26, 2018

Sep 26, 2018 at 4:56 PM UTC

THE BIG LIE OF WAR

Nobody marching toward us Their guns making us die. No tanks are come clanking No bombers in the sky. But our Congress and generals When oil or bases seem needed; We appear armed and threatening Peace and love talk not heeded. No country has attacked us With troops and lethal artillery. But our leaders expect us to Go open up their arteries And **** their women and children And laugh while they all die And we are expected to do this And never think to ask why. It’s almost like big companies Were sad when WW2 ended So they started attacking countries We really should have befriended. We let Russia have free reign To **** and ****** and steal Almost as if their aggression Wasn’t really true or even real. We looked around and made them, Those evil old warlike excuses, That some country threatened freedom And we pretended they weren’t ruses. We attacked Korea and Vietnam We were just supposed to observe That they were yellow people there And think they got what they deserved. We didn’t stop there, as Reagan took A duly elected leader and put him in jail. If any country did that to our country The conservatives would howl and rail. Then the Bushes tried their best to take Iraq to steal their oil and punish them And created an era of stronger hatred And anti-American outrage and mayhem. No foreign country has attacked America; So, the point bears repeating once again. We need to stop acting like bullies here And start acting like decent statesmen And women who have the bigger picture; The growth of peace in our battered world So, other countries will not take their guns And shoot our flag when it’s unfurled.

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The flame in my flesh burns tor like Above conventions of average humanity, Propelled to hatred of their opposite By the pristine charm in the streaks of culture, Their Florence comes from the glory of orthodoxities In the time long fibres of religious pockets, Islam, Christian, Hinduism and all that steadily And firmly in piety aver perfection of Godliness, Forgetting the flame of same *** with oral spice In the God made flesh of the dear lesbian daughter, Spell binding the equivalent in blossoms of the gay, Provoking hatred from the threatened heterosexists, But the oral *** of a lesbian is an apex of human pleasure Surpassing all on earth and in heaven, as no human barricade Of whatsoever caliber will cull lesbian’s feelings From the glorious power in the genitals on kiss of lips, As the tongue of the chic wag from side to other Touching fountains of ****** glory in cement of sameness Throwing threats of law and black order to dustbins And trash yards of anachronisms as the power of LGBT Engulfs the young world into in its protégé, Shamelessly tethered on the sensual tentacles Of maximum gusto in the ***** of oral *** with a dear ‘less’ In tune with all rhythms of the times Remaining strange to the conservatives, Ever seeking pleasure from where pain hails Living gloomy life on a brink of melancholia, Worry not lesbian daughter you are powerful, In one away or so, rise up and walk tall You have power in your oral *** Oral *** Oral *** Oral *** of a lesbian!

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Jul 11, 2014

Jul 11, 2014 at 4:43 AM UTC

alexander-k-opicho

TOP LESBIAN'S ODE TO ORAL ***

The flame in my flesh burns tor like Above conventions of average humanity, Propelled to hatred of their opposite By the pristine charm in the streaks of culture, Their Florence comes from the glory of orthodoxities In the time long fibres of religious pockets, Islam, Christian, Hinduism and all that steadily And firmly in piety aver perfection of Godliness, Forgetting the flame of same *** with oral spice In the God made flesh of the dear lesbian daughter, Spell binding the equivalent in blossoms of the gay, Provoking hatred from the threatened heterosexists, But the oral *** of a lesbian is an apex of human pleasure Surpassing all on earth and in heaven, as no human barricade Of whatsoever caliber will cull lesbian’s feelings From the glorious power in the genitals on kiss of lips, As the tongue of the chic wag from side to other Touching fountains of ****** glory in cement of sameness Throwing threats of law and black order to dustbins And trash yards of anachronisms as the power of LGBT Engulfs the young world into in its protégé, Shamelessly tethered on the sensual tentacles Of maximum gusto in the ***** of oral *** with a dear ‘less’ In tune with all rhythms of the times Remaining strange to the conservatives, Ever seeking pleasure from where pain hails Living gloomy life on a brink of melancholia, Worry not lesbian daughter you are powerful, In one away or so, rise up and walk tall You have power in your oral *** Oral *** Oral *** Oral *** of a lesbian!

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It started with a pen, and wound up in English. No diction, addiction, or ambition, to get published. “Don’t scream and you’ll look normal.” Screaming “MISOGYNY!” if screaming at all, I’ve seen the great minds of my generation addicted to Adderall. Some friends who get wasted, and I remain sober. Cheap ‘03 cars, yet, no ones coming over. Actors without work now, no one with opportunity. Suicidal crazies now, crafted from 80’s and 90’s responsibility, and A is for Adderall. Sugar coated heroine, designer drugs. Poor blacks, whites, mexicans, and asians swept under the rug. “The father, the son, the invisible hand.” Crack in prisons, ***** holy ******* in a BMW, Feminism, becomes communism, becomes atheism becomes you. You so counter-culture, you forgot about us, “She’s not an angel friends, throw her under the bus.” Politicians in purple now, blessed American royalty. Slaughter the disenfranchised, poor, socialist regime, and A is for Adderall. Don’t shoot the police, shoot the children instead, or send them to war, but the war had to end. “In god we trust, but in the market we invest.” So occupy Wall Street, and get called a hippie, or occupy college, and become a dead beat? In high school you’re told, be what you will be. Cancer is still a… “…” …Hereditary disease. Actors without work still. Politicians lying still. Suicidal crazies. Ecstasy filled crazies. Counter-culture conformist. Culture conformist. Eco-terrorist. Mindless consumer. Junkies, addicts, soldiers, students, leaders, followers, murderers, democrats, conservatives, liberals, republicans, child molesters, sexists, racists. No more labels. It was every single individual. Individual failure. One by one, we were all found guilty. You are guilty. I am guilty, and A is for Adderall, and the new marginalized.

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Mar 25, 2014

Mar 25, 2014 at 9:43 PM UTC

"Adderall [the New Marginalized]."

It started with a pen, and wound up in English. No diction, addiction, or ambition, to get published. “Don’t scream and you’ll look normal.” Screaming “MISOGYNY!” if screaming at all, I’ve seen the great minds of my generation addicted to Adderall. Some friends who get wasted, and I remain sober. Cheap ‘03 cars, yet, no ones coming over. Actors without work now, no one with opportunity. Suicidal crazies now, crafted from 80’s and 90’s responsibility, and A is for Adderall. Sugar coated heroine, designer drugs. Poor blacks, whites, mexicans, and asians swept under the rug. “The father, the son, the invisible hand.” Crack in prisons, ***** holy ******* in a BMW, Feminism, becomes communism, becomes atheism becomes you. You so counter-culture, you forgot about us, “She’s not an angel friends, throw her under the bus.” Politicians in purple now, blessed American royalty. Slaughter the disenfranchised, poor, socialist regime, and A is for Adderall. Don’t shoot the police, shoot the children instead, or send them to war, but the war had to end. “In god we trust, but in the market we invest.” So occupy Wall Street, and get called a hippie, or occupy college, and become a dead beat? In high school you’re told, be what you will be. Cancer is still a… “…” …Hereditary disease. Actors without work still. Politicians lying still. Suicidal crazies. Ecstasy filled crazies. Counter-culture conformist. Culture conformist. Eco-terrorist. Mindless consumer. Junkies, addicts, soldiers, students, leaders, followers, murderers, democrats, conservatives, liberals, republicans, child molesters, sexists, racists. No more labels. It was every single individual. Individual failure. One by one, we were all found guilty. You are guilty. I am guilty, and A is for Adderall, and the new marginalized.

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Picketed, another generation pushing for advancement in the age of reason, Logical, radical movement Trying for less invasive measures of medication To take the blinders off the prejudice of non-conformity and reach the masses A promise to ease the pain, promote healing, the overall good Met with violence, verbal slander, from mommies and daddies afraid of a world outside their white fence, Fearing independence, the expansion of the mind, an openness in their youth to allow radical change. The bloated belt bent backwards, white collar replaced by hedonistic practical libertarians in pursuit of happiness for all Sick, disgusted with the man, the one behind the podium whom allows for this animosity on a group that did everything right, legally sound Tired of hearing the whispers across a university, the hopeful gushing’s of elated individuals bright- eyes naive Of a system that won’t allow something this controversial into the public, afraid to lose their hold on a potential capitol On something that should be as easy to find in a free market as Captain Crunch, Coca-Cola, and Rice Krispy Treats. Grinding down, fluffy-green-crystal bud Dank yellow smoke smoldering out of pipes end, seeping out of closed lips billowing out of nostrils Dragon fire down a throat coated with a week worth of soot, and experience Choking, coughing, laughing away the misery The disappointment in her fellow man to refuse to even consider the validity of a proven product Knowing that if it was anything else a miracle drug composed of fairy dust, unicorn hair and the ***** of a thousand angels; approval would have been immediate. Whip lash. Flick, flame, fumigating Baking myself into a calmer state, watching with ****** off grace Twitching with the need to take action To control this negative reaction, to slap the of face limp **** conservatives So consumed with themselves, blind to the pain of people who have lost hope in other forms of relief Alternative therapy shut off by a system obsessed with its war on drugs.

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Sep 20, 2012

Sep 20, 2012 at 12:13 PM UTC

Ballot? What Ballot?

Picketed, another generation pushing for advancement in the age of reason, Logical, radical movement Trying for less invasive measures of medication To take the blinders off the prejudice of non-conformity and reach the masses A promise to ease the pain, promote healing, the overall good Met with violence, verbal slander, from mommies and daddies afraid of a world outside their white fence, Fearing independence, the expansion of the mind, an openness in their youth to allow radical change. The bloated belt bent backwards, white collar replaced by hedonistic practical libertarians in pursuit of happiness for all Sick, disgusted with the man, the one behind the podium whom allows for this animosity on a group that did everything right, legally sound Tired of hearing the whispers across a university, the hopeful gushing’s of elated individuals bright- eyes naive Of a system that won’t allow something this controversial into the public, afraid to lose their hold on a potential capitol On something that should be as easy to find in a free market as Captain Crunch, Coca-Cola, and Rice Krispy Treats. Grinding down, fluffy-green-crystal bud Dank yellow smoke smoldering out of pipes end, seeping out of closed lips billowing out of nostrils Dragon fire down a throat coated with a week worth of soot, and experience Choking, coughing, laughing away the misery The disappointment in her fellow man to refuse to even consider the validity of a proven product Knowing that if it was anything else a miracle drug composed of fairy dust, unicorn hair and the ***** of a thousand angels; approval would have been immediate. Whip lash. Flick, flame, fumigating Baking myself into a calmer state, watching with ****** off grace Twitching with the need to take action To control this negative reaction, to slap the of face limp **** conservatives So consumed with themselves, blind to the pain of people who have lost hope in other forms of relief Alternative therapy shut off by a system obsessed with its war on drugs.

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The shortest distance between two points of travel. The fastest method for achieving a result. Quickest answer for a resolution. Marrying equals. All terminology meaning essentially the same thing; synthesis. That is what the two-party system is meant to be doing. It is the point of checks and balances. A check is a stopgap. A balance is a measure. No one wants to ban personal firearms. No one wants mentally-ill people to own them. No one advocates violence by school teachers to assuage future potential violence. No reasonable person wants children to grow up in a police state school system. No American believes that State and Federal government can agree on what should be done in all states. We will not be arming teachers. Nor will we be banning guns. There will never be armed guards at public schools. States and the Federal government disagree on so many levels there will never be consensus on change when it comes to this issue. So, change the issue in a way that offers a stopgap as a measure. The President of The United States issues a proclamation that all land directly adjacent to the front of all public schools will be bought by the federal government at today's market price. That price will be fixed provided the states do two things. Use state eminent domain laws(every state already has them) to file a claim on said properties and assess the value thereof for the federal government. Secondly, establish police precincts on said property. Ask yourself; "How many children would die if the local police were directly across the street from the school at the time of the shooting?" And, "Would Conservatives or Liberals be against this proposal?" Also, We should all remember that these shooters plan their attacks and would have to plan around the police being there immediately after they begin one. Problem solved... ...and no one touched a gun(right) to do it.

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Feb 23, 2018

Feb 23, 2018 at 3:04 AM UTC

david-john-mowers

The shortest distance between two points of travel. The fastest method for achieving a result. Quickest answer for a resolution. Marrying equals. All terminology meaning essentially the same thing; synthesis. That is what the two-party system is meant to be doing. It is the point of checks and balances. A check is a stopgap. A balance is a measure. No one wants to ban personal firearms. No one wants mentally-ill people to own them. No one advocates violence by school teachers to assuage future potential violence. No reasonable person wants children to grow up in a police state school system. No American believes that State and Federal government can agree on what should be done in all states. We will not be arming teachers. Nor will we be banning guns. There will never be armed guards at public schools. States and the Federal government disagree on so many levels there will never be consensus on change when it comes to this issue. So, change the issue in a way that offers a stopgap as a measure. The President of The United States issues a proclamation that all land directly adjacent to the front of all public schools will be bought by the federal government at today's market price. That price will be fixed provided the states do two things. Use state eminent domain laws(every state already has them) to file a claim on said properties and assess the value thereof for the federal government. Secondly, establish police precincts on said property. Ask yourself; "How many children would die if the local police were directly across the street from the school at the time of the shooting?" And, "Would Conservatives or Liberals be against this proposal?" Also, We should all remember that these shooters plan their attacks and would have to plan around the police being there immediately after they begin one. Problem solved... ...and no one touched a gun(right) to do it.

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you are the Pres Oh Donald Trump it seems like America has hit a bump your pitiful braggart mean as a cuss a bludgeon for a mouth with a mind full a **** its understood you hate the press you like the shadows to relieve your stress well big boy you are the man some people say your loved by the clan thanks for telling us about the size of your ***** while conservatives smile and give it a lick your a star studded pageant of confusion and lies do you work for Putin are you one of his spies show us your taxes are you a ***** for a foe are you owned by a devil we need to know your purging the swamp is that what you say Exxon and Goldman-sax so thats how you play you talk so big why not give it a rest lets see what you can do besides be a pest it doesn't bode well that you don't pay your bills let subcontractors go under so what if it kills break up some families of Latin decent with a heart like a razor are you really that bent are you big blabber mouth but don't a have clue about our constitution that keeps us true we trust you completely let your kids to the job no problem at all are you still friends with the mob are ethics for others ah to hard for Trump will America wither are you cancerous lump we need some one who can help us out not a reckless fool that fills us with doubt you are the Pres Oh Donald Trump it seems like America has hit a bump

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Jan 18, 2017

Jan 18, 2017 at 9:07 PM UTC

Trump: The Poem

you are the Pres Oh Donald Trump it seems like America has hit a bump your pitiful braggart mean as a cuss a bludgeon for a mouth with a mind full a **** its understood you hate the press you like the shadows to relieve your stress well big boy you are the man some people say your loved by the clan thanks for telling us about the size of your ***** while conservatives smile and give it a lick your a star studded pageant of confusion and lies do you work for Putin are you one of his spies show us your taxes are you a ***** for a foe are you owned by a devil we need to know your purging the swamp is that what you say Exxon and Goldman-sax so thats how you play you talk so big why not give it a rest lets see what you can do besides be a pest it doesn't bode well that you don't pay your bills let subcontractors go under so what if it kills break up some families of Latin decent with a heart like a razor are you really that bent are you big blabber mouth but don't a have clue about our constitution that keeps us true we trust you completely let your kids to the job no problem at all are you still friends with the mob are ethics for others ah to hard for Trump will America wither are you cancerous lump we need some one who can help us out not a reckless fool that fills us with doubt you are the Pres Oh Donald Trump it seems like America has hit a bump

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Peak temperature water levels fake diagnoses white psychopaths starving hunger jingoism violence [systems that deprive us] guns entitlement shots fired accidents grief/mourning choking hazard corporate mascots corporate favoritism corporate bailouts corporate people ideology without monitor nationalism patriotism conservatives patriarchy murder-rape-suicide victim silence lack of conviction religious ********** false history infant mortality job insecurity invisible hands trickle down economics union busters corporate police brutal police evil police secret police debt bankruptcy foreclosure homelessness lost confused prisoner criminal banker war preparations propaganda ballots commercials advertisements campaigns money power puppets figureheads armies genocides **** bomb gas fire no survival violence wealthy lawyers assassinations heart complications death sleep.

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Jun 24, 2014

Jun 24, 2014 at 1:40 PM UTC

"Jawbone; Prescription Assisted."

Peak temperature water levels fake diagnoses white psychopaths starving hunger jingoism violence [systems that deprive us] guns entitlement shots fired accidents grief/mourning choking hazard corporate mascots corporate favoritism corporate bailouts corporate people ideology without monitor nationalism patriotism conservatives patriarchy murder-rape-suicide victim silence lack of conviction religious ********** false history infant mortality job insecurity invisible hands trickle down economics union busters corporate police brutal police evil police secret police debt bankruptcy foreclosure homelessness lost confused prisoner criminal banker war preparations propaganda ballots commercials advertisements campaigns money power puppets figureheads armies genocides **** bomb gas fire no survival violence wealthy lawyers assassinations heart complications death sleep.

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Born of a binary, black/white, white/ black. Cultured by silence, a blank slate, but no more tears. Time isn't real. They speak, they say, tell me there's nothing wrong with me; standing in the kitchen with my grandmother telling me there is nothing DIFFERENT about you. Strive to conform. Sameness is a casualty. **I DON'T GIVE A **** about conservatives . "Humanists" avoiding their toxic misogynistic tendencies, old friends enlisted voluntarily perpetuating a system of violence and suffering, others are bluffing, don't say **** walk eggshells, I must be a tiger loose from the cage, and they're waiting to see who becomes the canary in my coal mine. Rhyming by incident, but I hate this **** & I'm not all right. Women can participate in their own oppression, minorities can be racist, we're all raised in a ditch; Patriarchy, capitalism, class values, botched messages, "color blindness", etc. etc. etc. **** everyone, and don't treat me like I'm better or I should know better, or I have to be "perfect" if I want to be "different". Raised in a ditch. Cultured by racism and depression. I think of suicide like a novelty until I don't . . . Everything turns grey and reads like sloganeering. Waiting for the past to manifest as a trauma. Waiting for the past to make sense. Waiting.

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Jun 12, 2014

Jun 12, 2014 at 11:44 AM UTC

"Raised in a Ditch."

Born of a binary, black/white, white/ black. Cultured by silence, a blank slate, but no more tears. Time isn't real. They speak, they say, tell me there's nothing wrong with me; standing in the kitchen with my grandmother telling me there is nothing DIFFERENT about you. Strive to conform. Sameness is a casualty. **I DON'T GIVE A **** about conservatives . "Humanists" avoiding their toxic misogynistic tendencies, old friends enlisted voluntarily perpetuating a system of violence and suffering, others are bluffing, don't say **** walk eggshells, I must be a tiger loose from the cage, and they're waiting to see who becomes the canary in my coal mine. Rhyming by incident, but I hate this **** & I'm not all right. Women can participate in their own oppression, minorities can be racist, we're all raised in a ditch; Patriarchy, capitalism, class values, botched messages, "color blindness", etc. etc. etc. **** everyone, and don't treat me like I'm better or I should know better, or I have to be "perfect" if I want to be "different". Raised in a ditch. Cultured by racism and depression. I think of suicide like a novelty until I don't . . . Everything turns grey and reads like sloganeering. Waiting for the past to manifest as a trauma. Waiting for the past to make sense. Waiting.

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"What is gay? Same *** love. Why is it illegal? Its not right. Why? Uhm." Bunch of stereotypes. Right Wing Conservatives think its a decision. Can be cured with religion. Does it matter who we love? Its about being with the ones we hold closest to our hearts and being with them because it makes us happy. I'm not gay, I just think we should treat the ones that are equally. "If I was gay, I'd think hip hop hates me. Have you seen the youtube comments lately? 'Man that's gay' gets dropped on the daily. We become so numb to what we're saying"

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Aug 3, 2013

Aug 3, 2013 at 1:25 AM UTC

"What is gay? Same *** love. Why is it illegal? Its not right. Why? Uhm." Bunch of stereotypes. Right Wing Conservatives think its a decision. Can be cured with religion. Does it matter who we love? Its about being with the ones we hold closest to our hearts and being with them because it makes us happy. I'm not gay, I just think we should treat the ones that are equally. "If I was gay, I'd think hip hop hates me. Have you seen the youtube comments lately? 'Man that's gay' gets dropped on the daily. We become so numb to what we're saying"

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I love love, I love hate, I love love before it's love, I love love after it dies I love sunny days, I love rainy days, I love overcast , and I love the snow I love walking, I love breathing, I love listening I love speaking I love interactions with factions upon factions and I truly love being alone I love the rich, I love the poor, I love Liberals and Conservatives I love they got meanings of the terms twisted and preach so vehemently about the superiority of their ideology I love those who speak logically, I love those who listen, I love words that were written to be spoken, and those that were just to be written I love racists, I love blacks, I love whites, and every ethnicity with any pigmentation that falls between them or against them I love all cultures equally, And I love cultures that hold themselves to a higher esteem than other cultures I love Cops and I love Criminals, I love Order and alcoholics and crack addicts who just keep gettin back at it with bare minimals I love Devote Christians, I love Krampus, I love Christmas, I love Baphomets, I love Marvin Gaye, I love The Doors Greatest Hit list I love Batman, I love the Joker, I love marijuana, and both those who are and are not avid smokers I love the freedoms I enjoy everyday and I love that men are systematically taught to hate me on a spiritual level with such passion that they would strap a bomb to their chest just to end my existence I love the Persistence, Of time, Life, Movement, The Cosmos, and I love that it keeps on existing so fluently that we feel almost lucidly that our existence is significant =) I love the inquisitive look in the eyes of babies asking questions without the means to ask questions that, in due time, will only be answered by questions and answers that evoke much larger questions. And I love both those questions and the appropriate answers. I love those with and without an appreciation for the nonsensical I love you

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Jan 2, 2015

Jan 2, 2015 at 7:22 PM UTC

Illuminationworkshop

How to Love Life

I love love, I love hate, I love love before it's love, I love love after it dies I love sunny days, I love rainy days, I love overcast , and I love the snow I love walking, I love breathing, I love listening I love speaking I love interactions with factions upon factions and I truly love being alone I love the rich, I love the poor, I love Liberals and Conservatives I love they got meanings of the terms twisted and preach so vehemently about the superiority of their ideology I love those who speak logically, I love those who listen, I love words that were written to be spoken, and those that were just to be written I love racists, I love blacks, I love whites, and every ethnicity with any pigmentation that falls between them or against them I love all cultures equally, And I love cultures that hold themselves to a higher esteem than other cultures I love Cops and I love Criminals, I love Order and alcoholics and crack addicts who just keep gettin back at it with bare minimals I love Devote Christians, I love Krampus, I love Christmas, I love Baphomets, I love Marvin Gaye, I love The Doors Greatest Hit list I love Batman, I love the Joker, I love marijuana, and both those who are and are not avid smokers I love the freedoms I enjoy everyday and I love that men are systematically taught to hate me on a spiritual level with such passion that they would strap a bomb to their chest just to end my existence I love the Persistence, Of time, Life, Movement, The Cosmos, and I love that it keeps on existing so fluently that we feel almost lucidly that our existence is significant =) I love the inquisitive look in the eyes of babies asking questions without the means to ask questions that, in due time, will only be answered by questions and answers that evoke much larger questions. And I love both those questions and the appropriate answers. I love those with and without an appreciation for the nonsensical I love you

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Feathered Fiends by Michael R. Burch Fascists of a feather flock together. Alternate: Conformists of a feather flock together. I came up with the "Fascists of a Feather" epigram after Donald Trump repeatedly praised authoritarian "strong men" like Vladimir Putin, Kim Jong Un, Rodrigo Duterte, Xi Jinping and Recep Tayyip Erdoğan. Heroic Americans fought a war against fascism and many of them paid the ultimate price, so why is Trump giving comfort to the enemy of democracy? The alternate version of this couplet was written first and won a National Couplet Contest sponsored by the Society of Classical Poets. The couplet has now been published in one form or another on the websites of major newspapers and news services like TheHill.com, Haaretz.com (Israel), Crikey.com (Australia), Cleveland.com (as the headline of a letter to the editor), Reddit Political Humor, and Humane Conservatives Unite Blog. Sometimes the epigram is quoted in reader comments, sometimes by the writers of letters to the editor, and sometimes within articles. Keywords/Tags: fascists, flock, together, fascism, conformists, nazis, blackshirts, brownshirts, dictator, tyrant, autocrat, despot, totalitarian, cultist, militarist

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Mar 25, 2020

Mar 25, 2020 at 12:48 AM UTC

michael-r-burch

Feathered Fiends

Feathered Fiends by Michael R. Burch Fascists of a feather flock together. Alternate: Conformists of a feather flock together. I came up with the "Fascists of a Feather" epigram after Donald Trump repeatedly praised authoritarian "strong men" like Vladimir Putin, Kim Jong Un, Rodrigo Duterte, Xi Jinping and Recep Tayyip Erdoğan. Heroic Americans fought a war against fascism and many of them paid the ultimate price, so why is Trump giving comfort to the enemy of democracy? The alternate version of this couplet was written first and won a National Couplet Contest sponsored by the Society of Classical Poets. The couplet has now been published in one form or another on the websites of major newspapers and news services like TheHill.com, Haaretz.com (Israel), Crikey.com (Australia), Cleveland.com (as the headline of a letter to the editor), Reddit Political Humor, and Humane Conservatives Unite Blog. Sometimes the epigram is quoted in reader comments, sometimes by the writers of letters to the editor, and sometimes within articles. Keywords/Tags: fascists, flock, together, fascism, conformists, nazis, blackshirts, brownshirts, dictator, tyrant, autocrat, despot, totalitarian, cultist, militarist

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The funny thing about life is You try and try to be a good person A good neighbor In a good mood With only good things to say But then life intervenes With the landlord screaming About uncollected bills That shouldn’t exist in the first place Of bosses ranting That you’re lucky to be working for them When they’re running the company into the ground And your only compensation is a poor paycheck That you take home to your family So that you can afford to stay under your roof For another day longer And put some food on the table For another night longer And let’s not forget about the conservatives Screaming at the top of their lungs That we’ve lost our way And that only they can save us By bringing us back to how it used to be News flash grenade explosion **We are the way we are Because we were the way we were For far too long** And then the conservatives parading Their hidden agendas like they’re liberals Pay more taxes than the government is worth A system that’s failing to support it’s own weight Should have it’s leg kicked out from beneath it To quicken the fall and rise of sovereignty Every day is a new day And it’s how you deal with the obstacles Placed in front of you that matters But the matter of banging your head On the brick wall Trying to placate the niceties that we were Brought up to hold so dear to our hearts Gets out of control I’ll grab the sledgehammer And bash the wall down I’ll walk around the wall And find my own path The one least occupied By the masses

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Mar 6, 2012

Mar 6, 2012 at 5:53 PM UTC

TonguesOfOthers

Positive Attitude

The funny thing about life is You try and try to be a good person A good neighbor In a good mood With only good things to say But then life intervenes With the landlord screaming About uncollected bills That shouldn’t exist in the first place Of bosses ranting That you’re lucky to be working for them When they’re running the company into the ground And your only compensation is a poor paycheck That you take home to your family So that you can afford to stay under your roof For another day longer And put some food on the table For another night longer And let’s not forget about the conservatives Screaming at the top of their lungs That we’ve lost our way And that only they can save us By bringing us back to how it used to be News flash grenade explosion **We are the way we are Because we were the way we were For far too long** And then the conservatives parading Their hidden agendas like they’re liberals Pay more taxes than the government is worth A system that’s failing to support it’s own weight Should have it’s leg kicked out from beneath it To quicken the fall and rise of sovereignty Every day is a new day And it’s how you deal with the obstacles Placed in front of you that matters But the matter of banging your head On the brick wall Trying to placate the niceties that we were Brought up to hold so dear to our hearts Gets out of control I’ll grab the sledgehammer And bash the wall down I’ll walk around the wall And find my own path The one least occupied By the masses

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President Comb-Over, Quite the despicable guy Got himself elected But the wise folk wonder why. Obama wore a tan suit Conservatives went insane, But this Wimpy lookalike butterball Sports a totally artificial mane. If ****** predation were a soccer game This **** would win The World Cup. If you ignored the news and his tweets You’d think someone made this horror show up. He’s lied and cheated and swindled his way In to more lucrative deals than he deserved Then a large minority of certifiable idiots Elected him so he could to pretend to serve. He took the Oath of Office, quite smugly But that’s where his integrity would end. He set about making deals for himself His trophy wives, his offspring and friends. He made few attempts to cover his tracks, Mostly just shouted blatantly obvious lies By which he was fooling no one intelligent. Just the moronic, the foolish and unwise. He relied on the vagaries of human nature That voters are among the laziest humans And would rather vote for a rascal it seems Than take a chance on an honest new man Or woman, or gay or an experienced soul That could take over the Presidential reins Instead of driving our country straight to hell And making huge profits off the remains. Brent Kincaid 4/23/2019

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Apr 23, 2019

Apr 23, 2019 at 2:46 PM UTC

PRESIDENT COMB-OVER

President Comb-Over, Quite the despicable guy Got himself elected But the wise folk wonder why. Obama wore a tan suit Conservatives went insane, But this Wimpy lookalike butterball Sports a totally artificial mane. If ****** predation were a soccer game This **** would win The World Cup. If you ignored the news and his tweets You’d think someone made this horror show up. He’s lied and cheated and swindled his way In to more lucrative deals than he deserved Then a large minority of certifiable idiots Elected him so he could to pretend to serve. He took the Oath of Office, quite smugly But that’s where his integrity would end. He set about making deals for himself His trophy wives, his offspring and friends. He made few attempts to cover his tracks, Mostly just shouted blatantly obvious lies By which he was fooling no one intelligent. Just the moronic, the foolish and unwise. He relied on the vagaries of human nature That voters are among the laziest humans And would rather vote for a rascal it seems Than take a chance on an honest new man Or woman, or gay or an experienced soul That could take over the Presidential reins Instead of driving our country straight to hell And making huge profits off the remains. Brent Kincaid 4/23/2019

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Well hello my love, here I am wandering in your notes, in your files too feel close too you again. Too try too feel what you felt, and cry like you cried. I am here tonight too embrace the grace of your words & read not only with my eyes but too understand with my heart, that you. Oh my god, you are extravagant in every little way there is and like hair particles you've stuck too me, you've always been there even when I tried to force you away you've always been there like my best friend in the 4th grade. Tonight, tonight I want too tell you how love is so easily taken for granted. How it is forced upon then suddenly taken away, oh my God have mercy on my soul because if he said you weren't the one I'd swear he was lying. I swear he'd be lying if this wasn't love, because without this love there wouldn't be an us then I'd be forced too spell us without you. I'd swear he was lying because we held hands like field trips and we fought like sisters. I swear he was lying because there were days we laughed so hard only our hearts heard our voices because our mouths didn't make a sound. And I knew he was lying for how We cried like babies because we knew our love was wrong in the eyes of the right wing conservatives but if it was so wrong then why doesn't anyone else feel right in my arms like you do? if our love is a decision then just let me kiss your lips now like it was the first time I've ever touched them with mine, I promise I'll pay for my sins later, oh my god have mercy on me for the man of my dreams is a woman.

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Feb 10, 2018

Feb 10, 2018 at 6:42 AM UTC

woMAN of my dreams

Well hello my love, here I am wandering in your notes, in your files too feel close too you again. Too try too feel what you felt, and cry like you cried. I am here tonight too embrace the grace of your words & read not only with my eyes but too understand with my heart, that you. Oh my god, you are extravagant in every little way there is and like hair particles you've stuck too me, you've always been there even when I tried to force you away you've always been there like my best friend in the 4th grade. Tonight, tonight I want too tell you how love is so easily taken for granted. How it is forced upon then suddenly taken away, oh my God have mercy on my soul because if he said you weren't the one I'd swear he was lying. I swear he'd be lying if this wasn't love, because without this love there wouldn't be an us then I'd be forced too spell us without you. I'd swear he was lying because we held hands like field trips and we fought like sisters. I swear he was lying because there were days we laughed so hard only our hearts heard our voices because our mouths didn't make a sound. And I knew he was lying for how We cried like babies because we knew our love was wrong in the eyes of the right wing conservatives but if it was so wrong then why doesn't anyone else feel right in my arms like you do? if our love is a decision then just let me kiss your lips now like it was the first time I've ever touched them with mine, I promise I'll pay for my sins later, oh my god have mercy on me for the man of my dreams is a woman.

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Conservatives cannot admit that the White Nationalists were wrong "But what about Black Lives Matter. But what about the Alt-Left. But what about what Fox News said. But what about what our ******* cartoon of a president said." Think for yourself. You are feeling bad for Neo-Nazis. They killed people. They have a history of killing people. They would **** everyone that isn't white. This country has become disgusting. A large portion is defending the actions of terrorists. White Nationalists, ISIS-- They are, literally, the same. You cannot be peaceful when it comes to Nazis. By sympathizing with them, you are condoning them and creating more. The only good **** is a dead **** Be a ******* person, think for yourself, recognize true evil when you see it, you brainwashed *****

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Aug 17, 2017

Aug 17, 2017 at 12:50 PM UTC

**** Sympathizing ****

Conservatives cannot admit that the White Nationalists were wrong "But what about Black Lives Matter. But what about the Alt-Left. But what about what Fox News said. But what about what our ******* cartoon of a president said." Think for yourself. You are feeling bad for Neo-Nazis. They killed people. They have a history of killing people. They would **** everyone that isn't white. This country has become disgusting. A large portion is defending the actions of terrorists. White Nationalists, ISIS-- They are, literally, the same. You cannot be peaceful when it comes to Nazis. By sympathizing with them, you are condoning them and creating more. The only good **** is a dead **** Be a ******* person, think for yourself, recognize true evil when you see it, you brainwashed *****

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The yonder above is forever bruised and opaque Reigning over glum faces Complexions washed with a bloodless shade of dispassion Robotic, disengaged. Material desires are quenched with vast shopping centres Credit Cards hold on for dear live As every last drop of sweet money is rinsed from that plastic rectangle. Living beyond our means Whilst simultaneously refusing to give up on Sky TV box sets and liquid lunches. Hooked to our phones, but not for telephone communication Rather, for self validation Defined by the click of a heart or pathetic thumb. The once friendly communities With blood coursing through their veins Are husks of their previous life form, gentrified beyond recognition. Filtered faces with protruding spines and modified features Infiltrate mass media Corrupting the definitions of success and beauty. Plastic personalities reign supreme Vacuous minded socialites profess women’s empowerment begins with the flaunting of skin Rather than the possession of a strong mind. Many bury their heads in the sand Residing in ignorance As mass genocides and civil wars manifest every second. Or worse, they read the TORYgraph and THE **** Believing immigrants spawn white genocide And white conservatives suffer oppression. Pffft! I have deep contempt for those behind these ***** tabloids Murdoch and his monsters Orchestrating lies and bile Destroying lives or scaremongering the impressionable Committing the most savage, sycophantic crimes In order to extract Monday’s headline. I do not suffer fools Especially those who make up the tapestry of dystopia A failing age of doom.

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Feb 11, 2018

Feb 11, 2018 at 12:00 PM UTC

Dystopia and Her Tragic Tapestry

The yonder above is forever bruised and opaque Reigning over glum faces Complexions washed with a bloodless shade of dispassion Robotic, disengaged. Material desires are quenched with vast shopping centres Credit Cards hold on for dear live As every last drop of sweet money is rinsed from that plastic rectangle. Living beyond our means Whilst simultaneously refusing to give up on Sky TV box sets and liquid lunches. Hooked to our phones, but not for telephone communication Rather, for self validation Defined by the click of a heart or pathetic thumb. The once friendly communities With blood coursing through their veins Are husks of their previous life form, gentrified beyond recognition. Filtered faces with protruding spines and modified features Infiltrate mass media Corrupting the definitions of success and beauty. Plastic personalities reign supreme Vacuous minded socialites profess women’s empowerment begins with the flaunting of skin Rather than the possession of a strong mind. Many bury their heads in the sand Residing in ignorance As mass genocides and civil wars manifest every second. Or worse, they read the TORYgraph and THE **** Believing immigrants spawn white genocide And white conservatives suffer oppression. Pffft! I have deep contempt for those behind these ***** tabloids Murdoch and his monsters Orchestrating lies and bile Destroying lives or scaremongering the impressionable Committing the most savage, sycophantic crimes In order to extract Monday’s headline. I do not suffer fools Especially those who make up the tapestry of dystopia A failing age of doom.

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One party cares about the sick Conservatives don’t give a lick They think the folks should heal themselves Or call upon some magic elves Right wing people are so blind Their icon is the money sign Which party shows a caring soul… Conservatives don't have that goal Noble solons help the poor; The rich have guilt they cannot cure What they need are warmer souls Or a night in hell on hotter coals The message might get thru to them; Selfishness should be condemned But right wing minds are seldom kind They hardly understand God’s mind One party helps the meek and small Stands up for handicapped and all They take the time to help us out When tough economies come about Conservatives should know the truth; Their interests show the awful proof So they’ll just have to swallow that... Their God ignores the cruel facts

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Oct 31, 2010

Oct 31, 2010 at 1:32 PM UTC

Which Party Is Nobler

One party cares about the sick Conservatives don’t give a lick They think the folks should heal themselves Or call upon some magic elves Right wing people are so blind Their icon is the money sign Which party shows a caring soul… Conservatives don't have that goal Noble solons help the poor; The rich have guilt they cannot cure What they need are warmer souls Or a night in hell on hotter coals The message might get thru to them; Selfishness should be condemned But right wing minds are seldom kind They hardly understand God’s mind One party helps the meek and small Stands up for handicapped and all They take the time to help us out When tough economies come about Conservatives should know the truth; Their interests show the awful proof So they’ll just have to swallow that... Their God ignores the cruel facts

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You claim you are an activist, but I'm sure you've not done a ******* thing. Whining on the internet is a new old fashioned fling. "I oppose the government and the freedom it tries to take!" While you're drinking decaf lattes and you claim there will be cake. #Iamafakehipsterdouchefag Oh go **** yourself. I cannot take you seriously, you god **** fakes and frauds. You exist for mere attention and the undeserved applause. I will not take a side and my mind will remain free. To the past. To the present. And to the future, it shall be. To the liberals crying "IGNORANCE"! And the conservatives crying "OPPRESSION"! I will not be a part of your self full-filling subjection. So take that mask off and give us a "true" confession.

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Jan 28, 2013

Jan 28, 2013 at 9:58 AM UTC

You Think You Are Anoymous? Well I Think Your Mask Is Stupid

You claim you are an activist, but I'm sure you've not done a ******* thing. Whining on the internet is a new old fashioned fling. "I oppose the government and the freedom it tries to take!" While you're drinking decaf lattes and you claim there will be cake. #Iamafakehipsterdouchefag Oh go **** yourself. I cannot take you seriously, you god **** fakes and frauds. You exist for mere attention and the undeserved applause. I will not take a side and my mind will remain free. To the past. To the present. And to the future, it shall be. To the liberals crying "IGNORANCE"! And the conservatives crying "OPPRESSION"! I will not be a part of your self full-filling subjection. So take that mask off and give us a "true" confession.

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I laugh when I hear conservatives talk about, the sanctity of marriage, and No Adam and Steve, when I couldnt count the number of extramarital indiscretions committed by them, if I was a centipede, with five toes on each leg. I laugh when I hear progressives talk about Conservative fear mongerin tactics. Have you seen any of these anti cigarette comercials lately? Who thought it would be a good Idea to put a ****** arterial cleanin surgery video on Comedy Central? :) I laugh when I hear conservatives say they are going to do everythin possible to keep Obama from servin a second term... and yet they nominate Mitt Romney as their man to do it. Who's gonna vote for a robot? :p I laugh when I hear progressives call conservatives nazi's, and then tell me I shouldn't be doin this, or that, or I should belive in somethin I can't see... like change. :D Vote Ron Paul! because those other douchbags don't know what they're talkin about.

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Jun 17, 2012

Jun 17, 2012 at 5:23 AM UTC

Political Contradictions

I laugh when I hear conservatives talk about, the sanctity of marriage, and No Adam and Steve, when I couldnt count the number of extramarital indiscretions committed by them, if I was a centipede, with five toes on each leg. I laugh when I hear progressives talk about Conservative fear mongerin tactics. Have you seen any of these anti cigarette comercials lately? Who thought it would be a good Idea to put a ****** arterial cleanin surgery video on Comedy Central? :) I laugh when I hear conservatives say they are going to do everythin possible to keep Obama from servin a second term... and yet they nominate Mitt Romney as their man to do it. Who's gonna vote for a robot? :p I laugh when I hear progressives call conservatives nazi's, and then tell me I shouldn't be doin this, or that, or I should belive in somethin I can't see... like change. :D Vote Ron Paul! because those other douchbags don't know what they're talkin about.

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We need to quit seeing this world in a liberal or conservative view. And adjust to a world better for the people. Fools, which we all are. Fall for this political stylizing conservative values. Heck, they cheat. They lie. They racist more. And dictated to by the church. That's how they get you. Women realize it's men perspectives being taught. Which is why a woman might never be Pope. It will shock the people. Especially that religion. Heck, Barack Obama shocked the world. Then anything possible. We need to stop seeing it from a liberal view. Then it mainly because of liberals you able to do the things you do. Conservatives not big on change. They stuck on this Mayberry theme. Still highly afraid of change. But one thing for sure, they love to call out liberalism quick. We need to halt seeing this world from and black and white view. Yes, there are other hues. The world only comes together when we try to make it better.

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Sep 11, 2018

Sep 11, 2018 at 11:04 AM UTC

jeffrey-conyers

We need to quit seeing this world in a liberal or conservative view. And adjust to a world better for the people. Fools, which we all are. Fall for this political stylizing conservative values. Heck, they cheat. They lie. They racist more. And dictated to by the church. That's how they get you. Women realize it's men perspectives being taught. Which is why a woman might never be Pope. It will shock the people. Especially that religion. Heck, Barack Obama shocked the world. Then anything possible. We need to stop seeing it from a liberal view. Then it mainly because of liberals you able to do the things you do. Conservatives not big on change. They stuck on this Mayberry theme. Still highly afraid of change. But one thing for sure, they love to call out liberalism quick. We need to halt seeing this world from and black and white view. Yes, there are other hues. The world only comes together when we try to make it better.

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Blue Conservatives... well, they've saddened us; Red Liberals... have angered us; Green Democrats... I'm inspired.

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Apr 28, 2019

Apr 28, 2019 at 1:43 PM UTC

Blue Conservatives... well, they've saddened us; Red Liberals... have angered us; Green Democrats... I'm inspired.

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By: Cedric McClester By no means is my diatribe polemic The truth of the matter it was systemic The CIA created the crack epidemic Which over time became pandemic They needed a scapegoat to pay the cost So they blamed it all on Freeway Rickey Ross While acting as if he was the boss In hopes the evidence somehow would get lost Then a reporter for the San Jose Mercury News Came along and gave them the blues By exposing their involvement they stood accused Of funding the Contras and substance abuse Meanwhile Nancy Reagan was just saying no Her husband Ronald was using the dough To fund the Contras like I told you so So don’t pretend as if you didn’t know Ronald Reagan remains the patron saint For Conservatives everywhere even though he ain’t What they make him out to be despite the taint Of his secret dealings done without restraint His secret deals with Iran and the Contra’s too Was something that very few people knew See there was no limit to what he would do To insure that the Communists got the ***** The crack epidemic was allowed to grow Because of the supply a never-ending flow From Bogata to other places we know Fueled by ambition and the money yo So they shouldn’t pretend to be squeaky clean While blaming the victims ya know what I mean When they’re nothing short of being obscene Though we tend to blame the average crack fiend Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2015. All rights reserved.

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Sep 15, 2015

Sep 15, 2015 at 3:34 AM UTC

cedric-mcclester

THE CIA CREATED THE CRACK EPIDEMIC

By: Cedric McClester By no means is my diatribe polemic The truth of the matter it was systemic The CIA created the crack epidemic Which over time became pandemic They needed a scapegoat to pay the cost So they blamed it all on Freeway Rickey Ross While acting as if he was the boss In hopes the evidence somehow would get lost Then a reporter for the San Jose Mercury News Came along and gave them the blues By exposing their involvement they stood accused Of funding the Contras and substance abuse Meanwhile Nancy Reagan was just saying no Her husband Ronald was using the dough To fund the Contras like I told you so So don’t pretend as if you didn’t know Ronald Reagan remains the patron saint For Conservatives everywhere even though he ain’t What they make him out to be despite the taint Of his secret dealings done without restraint His secret deals with Iran and the Contra’s too Was something that very few people knew See there was no limit to what he would do To insure that the Communists got the ***** The crack epidemic was allowed to grow Because of the supply a never-ending flow From Bogata to other places we know Fueled by ambition and the money yo So they shouldn’t pretend to be squeaky clean While blaming the victims ya know what I mean When they’re nothing short of being obscene Though we tend to blame the average crack fiend Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2015. All rights reserved.

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i simply exercised my vocabulary in tantra-yoga... you mistook poetry for its expression of freedom curtailed... and while i did my tantra-yoga bending and pointing at unseen geometries... you simply ran a 100 metre sprint, elongating the hyphen into a boa eating itself with avarice the pepper & salt. 0i preferred the haggis / czarna kiszka than my retrospective - i'm doing mine early, for reasons not necessarily true, or for that matter worthwhile... but nonetheless assuring - had i too the gift for painting, and the nerve to keep a young girl captive i'd too succumb to fathom a Grimm's tale... live the secluded live, secluded to the point of incubation - i'd lived it like an Arctic explorer, by the fireplace talking drunk tales of escaping polar bear hunts - within a pentagram of limbs intact, greasy Glasgow my farthest stone throw of heart... furthest the Føroyar Øer - if only i kept my heart as stern of the body to mind as the atom of ego in my mind to be lost among the carousel of weathered abstracts known as the four winds and the thrice winding clockwork - what abstractions to bear from now on? a memorial service? only in poseur marginalising tomorrow as only a change of attire for today; so too the semi-clad conservatives of supposed workmanship English? takes two to a woad; whatever Argentinian *** did to you in tango... takes two to a woad! but there's you apish and impish entwined for coerced blue of some other Newtonian prefect of argument, when the painting screams far from Norway the distinction between azure and aquamarine is very far between suggestion of marriage... i've ate my liver as if it were a heart by drinking salute! to a marble stone all hopes to have my life back! i mistook my liver for a heart! i did that! you mistook more than i care to remember having been forced a forgetting... those 3 years in Edinburgh meant nothing... nothing! spend them in South America, in Antarctica! i will not swallow another breath with a vowel coupled to a consonant.... until the remnants of me believe the words: Europe united, only when Scotland is free.

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Jun 30, 2016

Jun 30, 2016 at 10:01 PM UTC

removed.polaroid-scrabble

i preferred the haggis / czarna kiszka

i simply exercised my vocabulary in tantra-yoga... you mistook poetry for its expression of freedom curtailed... and while i did my tantra-yoga bending and pointing at unseen geometries... you simply ran a 100 metre sprint, elongating the hyphen into a boa eating itself with avarice the pepper & salt. 0i preferred the haggis / czarna kiszka than my retrospective - i'm doing mine early, for reasons not necessarily true, or for that matter worthwhile... but nonetheless assuring - had i too the gift for painting, and the nerve to keep a young girl captive i'd too succumb to fathom a Grimm's tale... live the secluded live, secluded to the point of incubation - i'd lived it like an Arctic explorer, by the fireplace talking drunk tales of escaping polar bear hunts - within a pentagram of limbs intact, greasy Glasgow my farthest stone throw of heart... furthest the Føroyar Øer - if only i kept my heart as stern of the body to mind as the atom of ego in my mind to be lost among the carousel of weathered abstracts known as the four winds and the thrice winding clockwork - what abstractions to bear from now on? a memorial service? only in poseur marginalising tomorrow as only a change of attire for today; so too the semi-clad conservatives of supposed workmanship English? takes two to a woad; whatever Argentinian *** did to you in tango... takes two to a woad! but there's you apish and impish entwined for coerced blue of some other Newtonian prefect of argument, when the painting screams far from Norway the distinction between azure and aquamarine is very far between suggestion of marriage... i've ate my liver as if it were a heart by drinking salute! to a marble stone all hopes to have my life back! i mistook my liver for a heart! i did that! you mistook more than i care to remember having been forced a forgetting... those 3 years in Edinburgh meant nothing... nothing! spend them in South America, in Antarctica! i will not swallow another breath with a vowel coupled to a consonant.... until the remnants of me believe the words: Europe united, only when Scotland is free.

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