"propoganda" poems
Goodbye dictatorships, you're no good for anyone now, no more hitlers, no more chairman maos.
Goodbye dictatorships, no more killing, no more ruining lives, no more wars, no more fights.
Goodbye dictatorships, we don't want you anymore, you make people racist, you make people poor.
Goodbye dictatorships, you're time has passed, no more censorship, no more heads of states stealing all the cash.
Goodbye dictatorships, it is time for you to go, no more feeding propoganda, no more controlling what people know.
Goodbye dictatorships, and let freedom rule. Goodbye dictatorships, we don't want you. Goodbye dictatorships, let people break their chains, Goodbye dictatorships, and let anarchy reign!
Goodbye dictatorships, let people break their chains, Goodbye dictatorships, and let anarchy reign!
Jun 3, 2011
Jun 3, 2011 at 1:03 AM UTC
NEW DAY—
wake up.
Put your head in order.
Do not trust the inspiration just
go with it. Because
when it strikes it strikes hard and fast and
it ends with both sides panting— put your head in order.
It's a good thing waking up early.
Shower off, then immediately after—
two cups of coffee. And a cigarette.
I hold my vices in a cup.
Relapse into delirium; it's O.K.
—Quickly out the window to first
breathe in new day.
Snag the morning paper as an errand; locate self on this
wide spinning orb.
Locate self in the Material, then
locate your Center.
I have a CENTER.
All good feelings from the CENTER.
Bleed me. —Get my head together.
Back inside to fireplace, and piles
upon piles
upon piles of
needless words, works and extra copies,
all to be delivered unto warmth—my fire.
Put the book down.
Do not obsess over self-image, or
Self involving propoganda.
Accept the imminent dissatisfaction— I mean
really Accept that.
One more smoke,
****** thoughts— Keep your head in order.
Get to know what wears you and describe it eloquently.
Lose all track of time just walking.
Walk more often.
Love your footsteps, each and every ********* one.
REMEMBER:
Timing is a virtue.
Jun 21, 2015
Jun 21, 2015 at 1:38 AM UTC
Know what i noticed?
In this world there are too many songs about finding love
and even more poems about losing it
(I'm one of the drones whos contributed to both)
there are not enough happy people
and also too many depressing people
(and I'm no spring flower)
too many
there are too many selfish tyrants
and not enough selfless saints
(i wish i was the right one)
there are too many judgemental basturds
and not enough accepting freaks
(i have yet to cast the beam out of my own eye)
there are too many people outraged at something
and not enough willing to go out and do anything
(im too lazy)
but with all this propoganda for both sides
youd think we would have found a winner
and stop the stupid people fighting for the wrong cause
now tell me
which one is right?
and truthfully,
which one are you?
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 11:01 PM UTC
Why? Why can I see what nobody else can?
It's not all propoganda.
All I quest for is to find a nice quiet plate, a happy place where we all share and not just take.
I wish so many things and dream so many dreams, but what does it all mean?
How is one to make any sense of a constant flow of ideas and memories?
It's like i'm stuck in overdrive, not knowing where I'm going and forgetting where I came from.
You try to strip me down to nothing just to fix the kinks, how can you truly know I'M wrong?!
How can You say it's not right?
How can you spend your whole life running and hiding your eyes?
What's next... why are we here.
Just tell me you understand, tell me you care...
But you better mean those words.
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 2:03 AM UTC