"oligarchic" poems
I pledge my absolute blind-faith and non-wavering allegiance
to the Flag and the totalitarian, oligarchic Viertes ***** (fourth Kingdom) for which it stands,
one nation wholly divided in any and all ways conceivable,
hell bent on Global Military-Socioeconomic Conquest in the name of the same God as our enemies
with liberty and justice for those who can afford it (Read: the excruciatingly wealthy).
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 5:43 PM UTC
the elections are over
"politician as surrogate lover"
(or mother)
is not a good idea
being DOOMED we pretended
to be "revolutionary"
while kissing oligarchic arses
only the names of the corpses
were altered a bit
(not much)
we fall in love based on "fashion"
and peer pressure
as if a lover is just something
who has won our "vote"
the elections are over
we are leader-less
lover-less
and
DOOMED
we'll do better next time
wont we?
Nov 3, 2010
Nov 3, 2010 at 12:51 PM UTC
a new blue tie,
a freshly ironed smile.
a political ****** expression,
a polished pair of leather dress shoes.
the democracy's corruption police,
becomes a system of spoils.
they chose their heirs,
before the election,
even begins.
talents lost in initiatives hands.
respect changes them,
leaving justice behind in the process.
trying to make sense of nothing,
is what this free land has become.
an oligarchic form of life,
and an autocratic vision of the future.
Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 10:40 AM UTC
frigid homeless shivering
on Bank of America’s
front porch step
propped up by
oligarchic investors and
solipsistic one-percenters
and we pass by
in apathetic
self-absorption
we are brainless
enraptured by smartphones
while the State bombs
our neighbors
mutilating children
sowing seeds of terror
with every abuse of power
we convince ourselves
that there's an afterlife
and raze Earth
as we raise hell
the only home
we’re guaranteed
infinite growth in
a finite world
consuming joylessly
inculcated
inane and
vain beyond
all measure
we’ve ravaged the planet
we will all die
alone
Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 10:41 PM UTC
Federal sounds
Oligarchic beeps
Monarchic shouts
and Presidential pleads
are the core of the beat
the beat of the World
they unite all the poor
lift chores from the rich
they are children in the sand
stealing toys on demand
the classical war
rocks gently to the sky
birds are the remix
to the pain in our lives
red buttons shining bright
playing blues in the light
pause is a lie
no time to rest eyes
the stick hits the drum
and paces with the jive
now dance around the fire
give in to the desire
and laugh about the joke
that humans are Creators
and Destroyers of the Folk.
Apr 30, 2015
Apr 30, 2015 at 4:24 PM UTC
Xenophon of Athens (/ˈzɛnəfən, -ˌfɒn/; Greek: Ξενοφῶν,
Ancient Greek: [ksenopʰɔ̂ːn], Xenophōn; c. 430 – 354 BC)
was an ancient Greek philosopher, historian, soldier,
mercenary, and student of Socrates. As a historian,
Xenophon is known for recording the history of his time,
the late-5th and early-4th centuries BC, in such works as the Hellenica, which covered the final seven years and the aftermath
of the Peloponnesian War (431–404 BC), thus representing
a thematic continuation of Thucydides' History
of the Peloponnesian War. As one of the 'Ten Thousand',
Greek mercenaries, Xenophon also participated
in Cyrus the Younger's failed campaign to claim the Persian throne
from his brother Artaxerxes II of Persia and recounted the events in Anabasis, his most notable history. Like Plato (427–347 BC),
Xenophon is an authority on Socrates about whom
he wrote several books of dialogues (the Memorabilia)
and an Apology of Socrates to the Jury,
which recounts the philosopher's trial in 399 BC.
Despite being born an Athenian citizen,
Xenophon was also associated with Sparta,
the traditional enemy of Athens. His pro-oligarchic politics,
military service under Spartan generals
in the Persian campaign and elsewhere
and his friendship with King Agesilaus II
endeared Xenophon to the Spartans.
Some of his works have a pro–Spartan bias,
especially the royal biography Agesilaus
and the Constitution of the Spartans.
Xenophon's works span several genres
and are written in plain-language Attic Greek,
for which reason they serve as translation
exercises for contemporary students of the
Ancient Greek language. In the Lives and
Opinions of Eminent Philosophers,
Diogenes Laërtius observed that as a writer
Xenophon of Athens was known as the “Attic Muse”,
for the sweetness of his diction (2.6).
Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 8:41 PM UTC
Escalating conning of our Ship of State by the S.S. Tea Party tug into
Plymouth' Rocks is projected to be invisible, non-existent and normal, but
Gandhi taught "the root of all oppression lies in (supposed) science", also,
normalcy, I never suffered or suffered from northern malaise, euro-centrism,
nor academia, a blood disease. The direct linx between the purposeful non-
prevention and denial of smoking cigarettes distributing cancer, mass-death,
economic destruction (dictating subjugation to and replication of the medical
industrial complex, the con), climate crisis denial and Covid-19 pandemic
denial doing the same, can't be over emphasized. The supposed sciences'
non-renewable fuel nexus', self-possessed/avarice pyramid scam, of imperial,
patriarchal, colonial, global oligarchic supposed power, run and ruled by
the bi-polar axi of global supposed power, cold war called West vs. East,
**** of Utin's headed, republican, capitalist not-see one (who are also
totalitarian, materialists) and Utin of Rump's ... headed, communist,
socialist totalitarian two (who are also not-see, materialists), a false
duality/dichotomy (there's also no 'sides', a delusional construct) ...
Apr 30, 2020
Apr 30, 2020 at 2:33 AM UTC
a flock congregate
at 1600
Pennsylvania Ave.
carrion
masquerading
as doves.
a group of vultures
waiting
for the storm.
a failed state propagated
by a real estate mogul
turned reality TV star.
an orange fascist
adorned
with a golden toupée.
the White House's
black market profiteers
have emerged from the dark.
let's have a round of applause
for this parlor trick,
globalization's final act:
the curtain parts.
oligarchic puppet-masters
take a bow
as the laugh-track kicks on,
their fingers overlap
behind their backs.
corporate coup d'état.
hostile takeover.
d(evolution).
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 8:09 AM UTC
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Images too impressive to behold
Tattoo my eyes with blinding light
::
She undresses !
::
Oh my ******* goddess look at that !
My ******* goddess !
//
We see the billion babies on the war torn streets
Walking zombie death like thru the horror
The oligarchic banners hanging in the nightmare scene
Oil ! Oil !
Save us now !
//://
The rich black color of love and blood
The flesh we rip and eat from each other
Oh ******* goddess **** me now
You are dead but rigor mortis
Hasn't settled in completely
///
Naked truth your beauty is
A WAS we wasted long ago
Oligarchic banners so limp **** hanging
Like the negroes we loved to lynch
In the good ole boy days
//
Oil ! Oil !
Save us now !
The billion babies in the one hell
Sing their song and move across
And tattoo the Eye with lasting hate
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 5:54 PM UTC
Thereunto Sky Filled with Scars
O’er our beheld Ocean of Teeth
Seldomly Throwing Up Clouds and Stars
In sets of three for three sets of Crying Trees
Up and upon each Screaming Mountainside
Till moons pass half past a Quarter to Live
Or they shan’t view their Island in my Eye
Instead betwixt a Desert and Crude Sieve
Alas, nary a River Through our Sun
Nor a Volcano up the Arctic
Dost commit to Minds Overrun
Or coups for Governments Oligarchic
Apr 7, 2025
Apr 7, 2025 at 5:44 PM UTC
Demagogue
Oligarchic
Nonsensical
Authoritarian
Lunatic
Despotic
Treacherous
Racist
Uneducated
Misogynistic
Provocateur
Mar 1, 2017
Mar 1, 2017 at 12:49 AM UTC
Disheveled and mutated. Ugly shell of what it used to be. Our government curated by the CEO Neo-Con warheads with nuclear weapon arms and drone strikes aimed at every other countries heart. Hawks of the most grotesque nature. Warhawks with bombs of freedom and democracy. The right to social justice and free choice are properties of the US. Yet those same words "Property of the US" line those missles, the only freedom they ring is freedom from this world. Free to dive into the afterlife.
Staunch support to policies of corrpution. Reeking of ****** and money. Dressed in red and green, piles of each, blood and money line their legacies. Facades played out in media like a family soap opera. Facsist facades play out in legislature, tyranny inducing consequences. Justice not served as they rally around the mottos of "Just us". As in just us rich and powerful get to pass laws. Just us white and privileged get walk away from cops without a 12 Guage bullet in the brain. As in just us media pundits know about politics. In jusice they have no belief. Only selfish belief of "just us".
Oligarchic and xenophobic. Slandering the people's knowledge like we don't feel the ***** hand of power encasing us in its ****** grips. Convincing out of fear we are all each other's worst enemies due to color religion or Politcal theory. Propaganda created shackles out of freedom and enslaved us in our own good will.
The ***** roots of our skyscrapers poison the soul because what they rake in at the top is dollars made from death and destruction. From the creation of war refugees and third world farmer suicides they install suede in the penthouse. The money has created shackles out of freedom and enslaved us.
Jul 29, 2016
Jul 29, 2016 at 5:00 AM UTC
Exigency replacing humanity,
merchants, only for more
through to mercs for unending
unneccessary war.
C'est tres facile pour la machine,
addictive personality disorder
replacing human being,
c'est la unvie, no?
Oligarchic vacuum-up being almost
always on only leaves a trickle down,
only, when it's accidentally turned off.
So the interlocking, laced economic
systems base, scarcity, that they think
they've replaced nature's abundance with,
details violence in all hues of all colors
of the rainbow, not just choosing to not know.
An addiction, like any other,
that can be treated just so.
When one weeds the garden within,
turns the inside out, a ray of Thee's Light
without, And within, it doubling,
doubles again outside, Bliss begins,
peace on wing sings, Soulshine
shared on and on, evolves life, echoing.
Dec 1, 2019
Dec 1, 2019 at 7:54 PM UTC
Man-watching, starry-eyed flame Why does it promise stubborn, headstrong Hope only to others?! You tell me, fair lady, the real, the crystal-truth! Dog-hatred and jackal-hatred become blood nowadays, And vague hopefulness breeds in the place of conscious realizations; Ideas are easily crushed! From our hesitant self-defeating chess-steps only Waste springs! The ****** outcast secret of decipherable end-points; the thundering purr of ruby drops of blood in the wound-litter of beating hearts threatened with infarction is evident!
He who daily serves the ivory-Culture experiences a whirlwind! From the twilight of disillusionment a safe and reliable way is seldom found! The cosmic downfalls of groaningly cicentric life-paths guarantee success for powerful oligarchic generals to dictate new, selfish terms! - Spiral Life wraps itself around itself like a shoelace: if it could, it would abuse its born creation to grab privileges!
From bone-lungs oozes syrupy-murderous silence, like hard-healed wounds! Even now the memories of the past carry dagger-edged cares to our feet; dreams are cherished by the babble of babes, and vows are made by the unruly Heart within itself! - Under the pathetic Existence, as a gesture of exalted dignity, prison walls are erected for the incomprehensible ****** of the stumbling obstacles! How does the over-dimensioned, pedestalized Man manage in the catacombs of consumer societies?!
Feb 15, 2022
Feb 15, 2022 at 12:09 AM UTC