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Robert Ippaso Dec 2024
Why do politicians lie
And our wallets deftly pry,
Puff and bluster all the time
Their intent to cheat sublime.

Are we dumb or just naive
Of that talent to deceive,
Smiles aplenty to go round
While broken promises abound.

Why venerate them so
And not tell them where to go,
Pay good money after bad
The whole thing is rather sad.

When we put them to the test
They begin their quest with zest,
But time passes all too fast
Their resolve's not there to last.

We vote them out and start again
And get another just the same,
This conveyor belt of life
Sure to bring us yet more strife.

What solution may we ask
To complete this ingrate task,
Maybe ply them all with drink
Hoping this will help them think.

As to us, let's tune them out
Find a corner where to shout,
Release the loathing and emotion,
Survive the show and the commotion.

Let's be real and rather blunt
Lest our message we might stump,
There is another old profession
That earns its money by the session.

We might as well embrace the ride
Taking bumps full in our stride,
For if we blot out all the noise
They become mere soulless voids.
To make us think and smile
n Nov 2024
XI • VI • MMXXIV

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blood drips.
i can feel it on my fingertips,
i can taste it on your lips.

how did we get here?
i am drowning in fear.
there's no escape plan near.

they keep taking.
a nightmare waking.
we keep breaking.

the air is thickening,
gunshots quickening,
this is all so sickening.

blood pools.
genocide fuels.
american jewels.
* ♡ ⋆° ‘ * ✩⋆˚ ‘ *♡ ⋆° ‘ * ✩⋆
bad day to be a halfway decent person, huh?

i am so tired of screaming into silence. all we have is each other.

show up for people.
be kind, be good.
love hard.
always.
_
ZACK GRAM Nov 2024
In A Minute Men
Many Men
5k Miles 10 Minutes
I'm Building Rockets
Deep Space 1  Mill MPH
Strapped With Men
I'm Selling Iron Domes
Top Security Clearance
Today We Begin
Breaking Grounds
We Will Become
The Most Un-Stoppable Force Seen
May God Rest Our Souls
The Crew Blooded Out
No Gang
MAGA
Senate
House
Black Maga
Nobody Nov 2024
open the gate
who do you hate
"people who know who they are",
he said
i have to leave
i have to flee
I'm now in a country where i can't be
who i want to be.

open the gate
who do you hate
"everybody but me",
Trump won the elections.
Mitch Prax Nov 2024
The world watches.
They hold their breaths
as the ballots are cast-
a responsibility and gift
not to be taken
for granted.
Mitch Prax Nov 2024
One more quadrennial,
one more election.
One more dawn,
one more day.
One day more and
we turn a page and enter
one more chapter of history.
Malia Nov 2024
Everybody seems
Terrified of what will happen
When one person or another
Wins this election
And it matters so much
But not so much that you
Need to scream at others telling
Them what to believe, who to
Vote for.

I want to say, “IT DOESN’T MATTER!”
Because we 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 that they will do nothing.
The president is only a single part
Of a single branch
And no one listens to them anyway.
These people may be dangerous
But they are effectively ineffective
And the greatest danger of all
Is how we choose to treat each other,
And no president can change that—
No president can take away this basic
Human decency.

So let us all
Vote personhood
For president.

Let us all look the
Fearmongers in their eyes
And say: 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥.
Someone on tumblr asked for a hot take and I gave it
Robert Ippaso Oct 2024
If in the basket of deplorables must I be,
To quote a term most used by sweetest Hilary,
Then let me state this best I can,
I'm voting for our country, not the man.

A country where race and gender aren't the bait,
But where everyone is open to debate,
United by a sense of common pride
Holding back divisions’ surging tide.

Where knowledge of our strength is used for good,
And our intent for peace is not misunderstood;
Making clear to tyrants our firm resolve,
So that by dialogue not war may they
squabbles solve.

A nation where our people are first in line
And not succumb to disadvantages or imported crime,
From open borders with illegals pouring through,
With misguided politicians caring more for them than you.

Where doctrine is replaced by common sense,
From the fringes seeking dominance hell-bent.
Boys competing fully in girls sport,
No reasoned thought for when children to abort.

Politicians’ vanity projects not worth
Squandering our money with intent and
unrequited mirth;
While millions live in poverty and need,
Ignored by legislators craving fame and intellectual greed.

I want our leaders to respect our flag,
And not applaud when to the ground protestors stomp and drag;
And for why, but to score a series of cheap shots,
Empowering radicals to ferment those never ending plots.

So yes, my vote goes to just my country,
And if a name must I choose, I say this humbly,
My selection won't be for one that's woke,
Or that will seek to send our country broke.

Politicians convince themselves they're special,
They are in fact a wallowing empty vessel,
Using their guile and mimic to impress,
When truth be told, they almost invariably depress.
To make us think
Francie Lynch Oct 2024
Orange man, you like to kneel down,
I said, Orange man, you shine like a clown,
I said, Orange man, you smile with a frown,
There's no need to be unhappy.

Orange man, there's a place you can go,
I said, Orange man, it's your rodeo,
You can stay there, with those of your ilk
Who tweets lies, cheats, bleats and bilks...

You can stay at the F.B.O.P
You're barred at the F.B.O.P.

They have everything for old men to enjoy
You can hang out with all the boys...

You'll have fun at the F.B.O.P.
You'll stay long at the F. B. O. P.

You can shower with men,
You can measure and pretend,
You can grove and bend..

You'll have fun at the F.B.O.P.
You'll stay long at the F.B.O.P.

You'll have everything for old men to enjoy,
You can shower and dance with boys...

I said, Orange man...
F.B.O.P.  Federal Bureau of Prisons
My apoligies to The Village People and "YMCA"
Because he likes Arnold Palmer's putter.
Ken Pepiton Oct 2024
later, this same day, he happened to read
"The key to happiness, he argues, is to turn attention away
from the body and towards the soul. "
As if let analyze itself my ai, went on line upon line

Through Plato alone, does any hear Socrates,
yes, through Plato alone… no other took the mantel
or so the teller tells us… much we learn
we learn using Plato's tools


I know that, my conscience is aware, an application
a functional accelerator of my whying will to **** time,
thinking it no waste when my whying is expanding,

come let us, dicipher our reasons, our willingnesses
to be used in balance, on balance valences
at the outer most edge of elemental things,

Atoms, mankind, insertive functional birth catalyzer.

At scale, material mind form functional namer,
original mistake maker, not the femform, she heard
letters in sibalence…
a hiss, hey, look this way, give this some thought,
I ain't saying a word, but I am shining my iridescence

consciously, as when we hear birds singing
conscience, as if we are awake and hearing,
-see it desirable to make one wise
-see it not killing me, I swallow, saying nothing
Thumper's Daddy's Rule, I recall from the blue
together with knowing, science works for good,
while we consider sidereal interference in tomorrow,
man made corporate rights structures for more money.
As gaseous entities distilling coded needs to know.
Those make wars worth the expense in children.

Never enough of the stuff, forty two correct reformations
of instant recognition of Elon Musk's favorite joke,

In the annals of all laughing yet at Infinite Jest.
From Bambi, Disney version, Thumper's daddy's rule was if you can't say something nice, don't say nothin' at all. Good. About Elon, he likes that book.
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