Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label politics. Show all posts

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Working for me

Every day I try
Just enough to get by
Too much not to rise
People have it worse I try to sympathize
When will my day be
When will I play free
How can I not be
Who would not want me
This whole thing just ain't working for me

Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Treason

They ask us to donate to their campaigns
But they refuse to take action if we complain
Now they can poison our water and steal our land
How can this stand?
We do not betray their faith in our vote
Special interests and lobbyists are the only ones for whom they tote
Some are good and do what they can
Most only have making themselves richer as their plan
How do we change this lack of reason?
When it is so apparent that they are committing treason

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

A Martian

How unusual am I.
Never served, but love our vets.
Cannot police, but appreciate them in our streets.
Faint at the site of blood, but donate all I can.
Would give more, but am only one man.
Vote in every election, but none of the candidates now have my same direction.
Own my own business and I own my business.
Like to play, but not really concerned about fitness.
TV and commercials make me cringe, their messages clearly place me outside the fringe.
How can I breath in this air so polluted?
Earthly bounds I have refuted.
I pray for the rest.
Thanks for letting me get this off my chest.

Monday, January 25, 2016

What a mess

How did we get here?
So much hate, so much fear.
Every time I see the news,
nothing to report but the blues.
Once we were great, and now it ain't so.
Something has to change and something has to go.
Who will lead us out of this shit?
They all appear to be a bunch of twits.
If your family was as dysfunctional as Congress,
they would all be in funny farms so they could do no more harm.
Republicans hate democrats.
Democrats hate republicans.
No wisdom, just bullshit rants.
Great, where does that leave Americans doing their best?
Under duress.
What a mess.

Friday, April 10, 2015

Premeditated

Let's devise a plan
To kill all that we can
Not those who serve or deserve to be taken
Kill all we can is our objective, just so we're not mistaken
So much wasted time
So much wasted energy
So much wasted life
What does it change?
How can killing random, innocent people be honored?
Religion, politics, racism and hatred divide what should be one
So many fear that the end is near
The world is changing to a different view
Who is planning to kill you?

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Speech writing

Can you imagine the challenge it must be
To write the words another must speak
It has to cause enough pressure to force one to break
Spin this into something positive
Make that seem like I made it a reality
Downplay those as it was just a couple of, "Ho's" anyway
What a job I must say
Lying to all comes far too easy to sum
Brings them down to the level of human scum
And yet we're not dumb
How do we not hear the plans they have for us to succumb?
Because the words betray our senses and when we ponder what has been said we sound like denses due to the very fact that the words are senseless
That's they way they want it
That's they way they got it
Freedom of speech costs something

Monday, October 13, 2014

Politics as usual

Met a fine guy who came by to say hi!
On his way to Congress is what he said.
Just need your vote and we'll be out of the red!
How do you plan to do this I queried?
Like a squirrel chasing a nut the details in his response did scurry
Take your time I'm in no hurry, besides this ain't no trial and I'm far from a jury.
Funny enough, his response was short and somewhat gruff,
"More time" is not what I need from you my friend,
Your vote for me is all that matters in the end.
So what do you say, on your vote can I depend?
To which I replied, "not quite sure" and "cannot say" as I've recently met others like you who spoke the same way.
The problem is that no choice is great, and so between the lesser of two evils I'm forced to debate.




Monday, September 29, 2014

Boots on the ground

Living in a war zone
Must feel like there is a hole in the ozone
Terror comes from everywhere
How can you live
How do you dare?
Politicians minimalize the impact made
Our soldiers lives are what gets paid
Boots on the ground sounds more like a dance
Soldiers at war removes the romance
Tell it like it is and just don't lie
Either way good people will continue to die
God bless our Veterans