THE FREE MARKET FRANKENSTEIN MONSTER IS AT MY DOOR AND HE IS ASKING FOR MORE WAR
Using only the language of aggression he speaks of his credibility
His need for retaliation and of his desires to bring a moral death
On distant shores for the good of humanity
He has cloaked himself in a veneer of self-righteousness
He goes through, once again, all of the tradition
His forced smile contradicts his bloody aims
He speaks of these wars, as if somehow, they can provide a final solution to what will assuredly be attacks on our home, violence and fear
Yet increasingly I feel less secure
With more and newer war maneuvers
Death machines and killing toys
More and more Death
Destruction
Mayhem to innocents caught up in wars fiery flames
The characters in the bloody cast and the villains ever changing
But the blasted song remains the same
A song that is filled with such Cruelty
Gore
Inhumanity and suffering
That it can hardly be listened to just endured
As the song played once again, on and on
Wracking my tortured brain
The Throne of Happiness
I bow down to your Court
Your Grace Surely you do not bear false witness
To my accounts
My Lord
Ever have I induced
To stay in your good allure
For I sweareth
My utmost obedience
To your whims
Your Majesty
Never shall I gainsay
Your Highness
And I shall labor
Tirelessly
In defense of your Kingdom
Childrens’ Book Babe Ruth – Dr. Seuss
The Art of The Fool
Only Trump Cult will succumb
To the un-majestical potion
Of the two-bit salesman’s notion
That Don the Con and Kim Jong-Un are ONE
Hit The Road Jack
The newspapers have an anti-Union scoop
It is all part in parcel
With big Corporations
Trying to get you
To play the Dupe
Rile you up!
About Union-scale
Lazy and over-paid!
Goes the tall tale
They want all workers to join
In their newfound rave
So they can hire you
And make you their corporate
Free Market Frankenstein Monster
Know-Nothing working slave
Suggest there is unfairness?
If you dare?
Or how about a Pension?
Maybe some Healthcare?
If you are naive?
You will think
They have your back
Hence be taken aback
When they say
Without a hint of dismay
“Hit The Road Jack”!
Season of Hope
Why have you forsaken us
O’ season of bloom
What manner of transformation do you seek?
Your concealing actions
In these cloud swept skies
Speaks to deception
My Lord
As your humble servant
I beg of you
To please return
To your former constitution
Which bringeth not only I
But the beasts of burden
And all the buzzing creatures
Plus the wondrous soaring birds
Swooping in like rabble-rousers
To a long lost love!
Happiness!
Hear our cries!
O’ season of hope
And bring forth your glory
Your Progressive Manifest Destiny
To bring economic opportunity – health – quality-of-life and sustained sustenance
To us all
Elasticity
Woe is Me
Elasticity!
Two Apple Pies
And a Cup of Tea
Looked in the mirror
What did I see?
My favorite jeans
No longer fit me!
Mirror! Mirror!
On the Wall!
Behind the door
In the apartment hall
What shalt thou make of me?
Memes
Do you dream?
Of the Memes
Orwell’s Group Think themes?
That you find?
Is this Why?
It is better to use them
Than thoughts and ideas
From your own mind?
Wolf-Man
On a cool winter night
The Full Moon shines bright
Beware the old gypsy’s tale
Of which only a silver bullet
Can prevail
In the dusk
A troubled man
But in the moonlit night
What a frightful sight!
The terrible transformation began!
Why the scowl?
And loud maniacal howl?
By God!
A Wolf-Man! Beset to prowl
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