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jeremy greer Oct 2012
im on a mission for recognition resignation of the polititions ******* cuz im grittin dont be smitten hypacritin on the shxx that im spittin you just wishin you was in my position but your stuck in my submition like a prison were all sick of listenin to your face *** lies dont be suprized its our demise its or time to rise keep sayin your gonna do this and that we all know your full of crap its or society were taking it back
Must be so frustrating for a politician ever so
When and if they have ever to end up in court
But then they've made a rule all above the law
Being for polititions court is for them is nort

Can't for the life of the say yes or no in ay way
Ask the time of day ends up their lifes history
Babies vactinated with grammaphone needles
More excuses than any dog has on them fleas

Reliable as a wet piece of string towing a truck
Polititions religions the royals come out of eggs
Of same birds and same words all obsurd
All as useful as oldest days gone by wooden pegs

Andthen when retired millions in their pensions
Give it all a little while and wouldn't you know
They find a reason like camels all back in season
To turn up and for another great whack its so

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terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018
The Mellon Oct 2018
People are beautiful,

However.

Pretty people please a perverted industry,
Of powerful men
Preferring **** to passion to progress,

Preferring ******* productions over
#metoo protests
As mr. president likes to grab 'em by the p..

Provoking pain-passing-fists
Pulsating pro-rights protests,
Journalists plee for coverage praying no one pulls a
Knife and produces plumes of blood from the press
All while
Young picassos paint Guernica in America.

A broken people of a nation perpatrating hate-

Where red plus blue can only make purple-
But dark blue and dark red parish and persecuted plee for due process?

Plain racism profoundly perpatrates power and policy because polititions prefer power over people!

A parchment in hand is worth two poor people on the shores of Philippine islands passing pork bones around on plastic forks polluteing ashore to portion a pathetic excuse for super.

Admittedly population proceeding proper capacity depleting the recourse needed per proper production for product based programs-
-tax breaks produce proper rich persons-
Poor penny pedalers paddle street corners prostituting their dinner from someone's porch steps.

Pathetic "Presidential" GOPs
Catapaulting propaganda past press outlets producing media paranoia.

Piranhas perhaps are the least problematic politition ashore.
Petulance is peace right?

Perhaps Palestinian misplacement and
Poor communication produce
A melting *** per pound of C 4
Blasting
Terrarist propaganda pasted
On highways toting plywood posters
Providing hate.

Parasitic politics polluting a proud nation
Patrolled by plastic islands and pay-per-view gun violence.
Police brutality providing protection for
Parkland shooting,
The NRA having premeditated lawsuits against progress

Programs protecting people getting
Passed-

-Sorry blocked,

By political party(s)
Preferring deep pockets to
Public safety

Appocoliptic predictions
Loom in present day policy
As unreputable "science" papers
Preach lies to gospel preachers

Perhaps human problems
Produce paper cuts
Peeling skin to skin
For radical apologies to bleed out,

Perhaps bleeding pools
Poor out filling
Evaporated paradise
With EPA Pruit's preference of
Proper science.

Perhaps penguins and polar bears
Produced proper plans:

Die off before the planet plummets per plume cloud of nuclear power.
Or more likely planetary pestilence
For people.
Inspired by Harry Bakers poem "Paper People"
B Young Feb 2015
tiny dots on an endless timeline

tiny periods on the end of every thought

tiny shells on an endless beach

tiny ***** in the pants of poultry polititions

tiny whispers of love, hope, death, and desperation
{tiny track marks
tiny recoveries}
In this magnificently grand, large, endless, regenerating. Infinite. Universe.
Tiny specks of stars on an endless timeline

Hey!
Man.
Admire the demeanor in which she glances towards you.
Are you going to go in for the win?
Or just keep grinning with a mouth full.
Smiles smelling of slightly soured chagrin

Swim
Swimming
SWIM
swimming
swim

Away from the failure that is the past
Future flies at full mast

Sink
Sinking
SINK
sinking
sink

WHY keep thinking while the tide rises
amidst the neck
around the deck
Will the swell swallow the pride
will you ride on to a watery grave, Let's GO

    bravely see the hollow humblest life
leading to an unmarked burial at sea
Demons force a fold. Be real.
Allow the Angels to show you how to feel

Asia-Europe-America
All feels the same
Catch-22 the sad part of this game is you can change your name
But
Good luck out-running your brain
Tony Anderson Sep 2020
I cry for my sins
I cry for my mistakes
But
I don’t just cry for myself

I cry for the insanity of the world
I cry for senseless killing death and decay
The child hungry and scared
Living in the streets with no where to go

I cry for the abused
Those who get beat up
Beaten into a ****** lump
By those who were supposed to love them
By total strangers just looking for a good time

I cry for the corruption of others
Police
Military
And others
Who find it easier to do what is wrong
Just to make a quick buck

I cry for polititions
Who continually lie to the American public
Who constantly look out for their own interests
Instead of listening to the American people

I cry for our school children
Who time and time again can not get the education they need
To help them prepare for the future
To help lead successful lives

I cry for
Crime
Gangs
Turf wars
Making the inner cities unsafe
Making  America unsafe

I cry for our military
And for lose who gave thier all
And sacrificed everything
So freedom could remain

I cry for those who can not cry themselves
I cry for those without a voice

So thier needs may be heard

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