I’m just saying
Madder than a hornets
fit to be tired
It’s gonna be a bumpy ride
I’m continuous today
I’m speaking my mind in every way
My guff is full I have much to convey.
Who are they?

Where is congressional oversight?
“They “ won’t leave without a fight
Who are  behind  the elusive “they”
that hide a bill in the darkest night
people are told to vote on it ,without Sight

You can read the bill
after you voted it into law
Is that how all the flamboyant money disappears?
That would justify our suspicions our fears
“They say trust me ,
Predator or prey who are they?

This has been going on for decades
That is the excuse of their charades
Filibustering a bill that will help Americans
For the sake of their constituents
I wonder are they on drugs ******* barbiturate

who are “they “ beholden to
“They” got him into Office what were they buying?
“They” made a deal with the devil constant lying
Naïve, do gooders The government not on the level
  
Isn’t the whole principal flawed?
Predator or prey
Who are they? no more hiding
“They” Seek reek havoc in plain sight

Mostly peaceful protest fire bright
Burning Tesla in broad daylight
Congressional representatives bullhorn in hand
Calling the people To rise up to take a stand

How did they get into government
With their agenda on  race Hate
What about the oath “they” swore
American’s should be saying No More

Who are “they” that infiltrate our interior?
Insisting race, creed color, superior
Why do They find America inferior?
So much they want to tear it down.
Threatening the United States like a clown

Why Would they double down
Unable to profit from the lush trust funds they built
LLC’s exposed follow the money trail tilt
Who are they? How far how deep does this run?

Government officials go into politics to become rich
Off of the backs of the middle class and poor without a stitch  people don’t matter
Americans are waking up now know the score

To the obscene schemes Money laundering
Too fantastical to be true if we really knew
It doesn’t matter what letter is behind “their”names
both sides are lining their pockets,
Like Davy Crockett

feathering their cap for decades hidden
millions billions trillions hide it locket it
How deep does it go? We may never know.
Who are “They” who reap what they sew

Elon admits a target on his back he might be killed
The obscene amount of money power “they” yield
Scratch the surface, don’t go too deep
They’ll dig his grave, keep exposing, don’t sleep

Too far down the rabbit hole to stop now
Corruption in every agency people ask How?
Hear the accusations, give the benefit of the doubt
Ask motivation “They” who the loudest shout

What do “they”not want us to know see
Why do “they” put a false pretest leave it be
What do they stand to lose?
Follow the money innocent or guilty choose

I’m Not on either side.American citizens
want to know where our money was spent
It’s so incredible. It’s hard to believe it’s true.
Congressional hearings bring the receipts

Follow the money from beginning to end
Regardless, who and ware banking sends
America has the right to know what laws are being broke middle class and poor pocketbook spoke

When a person in power comes up for reelection
Their report card should be under inspection
Every bill “ they”voted on or said NO to
should be their report card for the people  to see.

No more behind closed doors. Americans are the bosses to see their test scores.
I’m on the side of Justice for
the United States of America

I’m on the sides of less government more freedom for the people. I don’t want to hear rhetoric double talk or hyperbole show me the proof no more stonewalling no more double talk lying and bamboozling no more stratagem

American people ask, how do you know when a government officials is lying?
punchline their lips are moving
People vote people are choosing informed facts no more boozing snoozing hush Mooney under the table no more special interest payments

Once you good name is lost. It’s lost forever.
They need to prove to the American people
What we bought and paid for
Protect those who are exposing the bad
Protect the whistleblower enough they’ve had
Bring it all to light and let’s clean up the mess
Lowering the budget is anybody’s guess

American towns are burning. What are we learning? They don’t want the truth to come out.
They want the **** killer murderers to stay in our country why?
Who are “They”

Inspired song

What’s going on? 1971
By Marvin Gaye

Money
By Pink Floyd

Street fighting man
By The Rolling Stones 1968

Footnote
I started this poem when Biden was in office and it sat in my draft for a couple of years so this blast the past both administrations, both presidents
just goes to show. History has a way of repeating each other and not in a good way.
I’m not on either side. I’m on the side for the people. However, my Verison may be different, but I’d like to see America great again. Governor Newsom is putting out all these TV ads saying it’s about corporate greed two oil companies are shutting down if they are so greedy in getting so rich why are they leaving because they’re getting slammed with the cost and they can’t afford it. When the banks were falling down May, the government stepped in, but when they’re gonna be charging $10 a gallon for gas, nobody says a dang thing. Three phases of building low income housing for immigrants. Yet Americans have been waiting for years. The newhousing for immigrants
Will be complete in November.. Siri is not ready. We are small rural and we have three sheriffs. That’s it. There’s a small supermarket that was meant for their fishing boating people going up to the lake. This market is directly across the street from the New housing. The park right next-door is a favorite for drug addicts The city’s way to potential problems is to put in bright lighting. It was shining all the apartments that they just made it makes no sense. Immigrants will get free busing from one part to the other. Without a car this is not the place for anyone restarted a neighborhood patrol. I don’t know how effective that will be..

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        N
          G
       L
E
my participles
               To throw people
                       off of the scent of
Mr premise
            whose
              always guilty

                          Proceeding are a

          Cast of cowards
                       Colossal failures
                                        Contrite
       ­                       Abject Apologies
Corporate greed
           will never concede
                                  Defending
             ­                          There is NO need



Inspired songs
American woman
By The Guess Who 1970

You’re the one that I want
By John Travolta and Olivia Newton-John 1978



Written
July 15, 2025

It’s such a strange question
It should be self evident
Anatomy physiology
but apparently it’s not?

My generation
cherished a dapper swole man
Arnold Schwarzenegger
7 time Mr.Olympia took it a tad too far

But you get the picture
A strong man who can provide for his wife
The Bible says a man’s body is not his own.
It belongs to his wife.

A woman’s body is not her own.
It belongs to her husband.
In this way, each person is
Looking out for the other’s needs.

Love, honor, cherish till death us do part
Each other own’s their heart
A novel concept, but who Actually practices The words, Jesus preached

When a man and a woman are
Walking on the sidewalk
The woman walks on the inside.
The reasoning is as follows;

The woman is shielded by her man.
From sewage splashing bedpan dumping
Crashing cars dangers from the street.
This is been the case since medieval times.

The strong virile man protects his lady
first and foremost, even to his own peril.
As there is a left and a right hand, so too A man and a woman a complete pair

Under the aegis of loving grandparents
children raised of the heavenly host
In the father, his son, and the Holy Ghost
grandchildren here tales of their parents
As children generations taught Bible stories they learn of their lessons and glories

Everyone Sang The Jesus loves me song
“Little ones to him belong
They are weak but he is strong  
Yes, Jesus loves me for the Bible tells me so” 
 Their four year old Granddaughter
Gets down on her knees each night to pray
This precocious child has a lot to say

The era back in the day when everyone
Dressed their best for Sunday Service
Easter perfect parents were nervous
Moms made matching outfit for her girls.  
They did their hair in ringlet curls

Shiny white Mary Jane shoes with either
Tights or triple layer lace ruffled socks
A frilly dress, and purse that locks
Wore forget me, Nots
Easter bonnet with flowers upon it
The girls made themselves.
White gloves, just like mother top shelves
Coordinated Easter basket to keep them occupied money for the offering plate, tied

The family took an innocent four year old to see a reenactment of passion of Christ
The play opens
The Olive Grove scene at Gethsemane
Jesus comes on stage then his enemies

The little girl Jumped up, stood on the chair
Her mother asks what are you doing there
“I want to show Jesus my new Easter Hat”
She beamed as a matter of fact

The grandmother wrapped her loving
Arms around the child
Whispering softly in her ear
“It’s not real they are actors”

The soldiers started pushing, shoving
Yelling at Jesus grabbing him not loving
The little girl’s eyes opened wide
Her hands over her face to hide
Peeking through her fingers
Her terror lingers

The grandmother wraps, your loving
arms around the child
whispering softly in her ear
“It’s not real they are acting”

But the little girl persisted
Unable to look away she insisted
She shook her head She didn’t understand
She took  her grandmother by her hand
She started to sob “please help Jesus”

The grandmother wraps, your loving
Arms Around the child
Whispering softly in her ear
“ it’s not real they are actors”
But the child can’t be consoled
The child wouldn’t hear what she was told

Final act
Jesus was being nailed to The Cross
His life, Paid the cost Satan’s loss
A large spike in the soldier’s hand
Then there was a loud BANG
The hammer hit The cross of wood
The little girl tried to get to him but no good
The audience jumps and screams
Some laughs nervously at this scene

The grandmother wraps, her loving
Arms around the child
Whispering Softly in her ear
“ it’s not real they’re actors”

The little girl lets out a shout
a blood cuddling Scream
” Nooo STOP DONT HURT JESUS”
Standing on her chair
For someone to care
She searched strangers, eyes
Her face ask the question why

The grandmother wrapped her loving
Arms around the child
Whispered softly in her ear
“ it’s not real they are actors”

The innocent child shaken to her core
A new raw emotion to explore
By the grace of God, the powers that be
For the first time the grandmother
Can except the Child’s plea
to SEE through the innocent child’s eyes
And Now understand why she cries

The audience becomes transfixed on this innocent little girl and her ringlet curls
For the first time the people in the room
Understood what it meant, An empty tomb
They no longer saw just a play,
they witnessed The totality The reality
through The eyes of a trusting child.

On TV today we watch acts of violence, ****** deviance, gratuitous actions killing Breaking every commandment
All in the name of entertainment.
People tell themselves  
“it’s not real they’re just acting”.

What is our culture feeding us
An evil we don’t see oblivious,
until
We looked through the eyes of a Child
This was based on actual events
Perhaps it was heaven sent

A Brave
White politician
Openly announced
His inclination
He identifies as
A WOMAN  of
INDIAN  decent
This a monument
A tribute to
His FEELING
His Manhood
Healing
NO Need
To dress
The part
HIS  FEELINGS  
should be sufficient Today
Yet he is being ATTACKED
In every sense and way
Some feel he is making fun
A political stunt he won
He does not see the need
To change his pronoun
His feeling supersede
His personal life
is out of bounds
He would rather
Keep his feeling
Quiet without
A sound
His
authentic truth
Breaking moral
ground

In A babbling Brook words, flow free
Too early to know
too early to see
what will be
Pen to paper a poem is born,  
Loose in content shape and form

TickTock the clock good and not.
Not the best concept I had
The spark, a word, a phrase, a line,
A moment in time,,
A Premise a plot

Quickly scribbling a rough draft down
Words, flow free quickness can be found
Then I find myself still looking around
Second-guessing the words flow meter sound
procrastination drives the poem
into draft mode until I see the light

Truth be told it’s procrastination
My infatuation it’s not complete
Elusive time passes
  revising in days weeks months
Sometimes it sits in exile
Out of the blue once in a while
The poem will come together
I smile

Revisions glow
It perplexes me to know
I struggle with this fight
at the end of the day,
when I read it
In my head, then out loud
I’m saying yes yes yes
it’s  done

Still I sit on it a day
just for fun
I Read it in the new day
of the dawning sun
Procrastination has gone?
Out of excitement or boredom,
I post the poem

It always surprises me when the poem
Is met with celebration
this painstaking collaboration
While other times, I’m sure
I’ve knocked it out of the park
Yet the poem remains in the dark,
not read
Silenced
a voice unsaid

There’s something to say for procrastination
It can be a healthy determination
Other times words, thoughts  
flows so freely
I don’t take the time to pre-read
as much as I should
.3:00am I post a poem.
Never advisable nor good

Honestly, the poem is
really still a draft
Celebrated, with errors
never mentioned
I have to laugh

I wonder do they not see them?
Or are they just being kind?
I would appreciate negativity
In a private message
Not on the World  stage of opinion
You get further with honey
Then with vinegar
I’m not interested in sinister


BlT Webster’s word of the day challenge
July 7, 2025 procrastination
To procrastinate is to be slow or late about doing something that should be done, or about doing or attending to things in general

The announcer ;
Hark, who goes there?

Physician;
It is I the village physician
“I have come to bring forth
the birth of the newborn KING”
Physician ; Pray your name kind sir

The announcer;
“I am tasked to
Harold in the birth
Of our blessed King”

Physician;
Time is it hand?

Announcer;
“Hark, the Herald Angels sing
Glory to our newborn King”


OK this is a little lame but it’s the best I could do for this word of the day lol

Inspired song
Hark, the Herald Angels sing, with lyrics
By   Christmas songs and carols

Hate the other side
Polemic left, right divide
Yet they claim with pride

Hate the other side
Together common causes
Survival tactics

Hate the other side
There is safety in numbers
Evil flow riptide

Hare the other side
Destroy enemy all costs
Unity is lost

Hate the other side
Deception rules the day
Each issue two sides

BLT Webster’s Word of the Day
Polemic 6-23-24 strong, written, or spoken attack against somebody else’s opinion, belief or practice.
RENKU A collaborative form by multiple poets, working together to create a single poem with a 5–7–5 syllables Haiku
Each haiku is ment to be in response to the previous haiku

Brilliant minds have decided
To take the next logical step?
They have gathered for
A five day foist Symposium onAI.

What is artificial intelligence made for?
Unbeknownst to humanity scientist focus
On the areas of most significance;
Killing, spying, and brainwashing

Killing soldiers. Relentlessly Efficient,
Plundering Fortunes, spoils of war
******, death, ****, w/o moral ambiguity
Conscience has everyone keeping score

Spying surveillance twenty four seven
No more privacy, monitoring ALL activities
Political views, ****** orientation, money,
Phone, anything deemed inappropriate

“Know it all’s” will immediately rebuff  
This point of view
Conspiracy theory, right on cue
Their response is likely par for the course

You will own nothing And you must love it
Brainwashing, mind control, a brain chip
Keyboarding your thoughts, can it obtain
Who you are, your soul, what will remain?

Are we setting the proverbial stage
For a new form of human existence  life?
Will humans be hunted, The logical treat
AI self taught survival Evolution machine

4:00am) sleep more sleep , rise and shine
One eye open, It’s breakfast time
6 :10) choose the biggest bird from the pen
plucked the feathers off the hen

12 noon) set the table; knife, fork,spoon
1:03)clean house chase A wayward mouse

2::00pm) sewing time quilting blankets,
We make our clothes,No buying of the rack
Dresses tops, skirts and slacks
All stitched from flower sacks
Crochet and macramé a fun part of the day

5 past 4) pastry flower on the floor
Baking bread, baking Apple pies
The smell puts a smile in our eyes
Canning tomatoes canning Peas
learning different techniques like these

So much life ahead, bursting at the seams
Planning future planning dreams
5:03) My intended is down on bended knee
He has chosen to spend a life with me
A wife and mother is all I wanted to be

20past 4) we struggle to make ends meet. We both wanted so much more.
My husband Drafted in The Vietnam war
College books in hand, baby  on my knee
A big world to see Who will I  be?

5 PM) Dinner on the table. It’s a struggle,
but I am willing, and able.
Baby’s bath, bed, stories, and prayers said
9:09) quiet at last it’s study time

10:00pm)Time to lay down, I need my rest
Long hours long days,  I tried my best
Sometimes In this hard life, I felt so alone
11:00pm) Husband calls on the phone
Barely alive He’s coming home.

Thanks be to the Lord
His words, my comfort,
My shield, my sword.

Together family, we strive to work survive
Our children have grow. Lives of their own
Midnight ) Empty nest just us two we atone  
Quiet is the sound when no one is around
we weathered the storms, faced our fears
Huddled together, through the tears,


4 AM ) Now in the twilight of our soul
there will come a day to pay the toll
When God will take us home
No longer to feel alone
Lives lived to the fullest were we deceived?
we believed, and blessings we received

Hopefully God’s purpose we achieved
Everything we have learned
to discern was within God’s Ken

One day for men is 1000 years for God
2Peter 3:8 KJV

My first night of teaching
post secondary education
medical billing program
Two year a.s. degree

there was so much
I still didn’t know.
It was during my
introduction lecture
Going over the fine points,

A student raised your hand.
she asked, “isn’t it break time”?
Not knowing when Break time was
I was in a quandary

I didn’t want the Students
to know I was an ignorant
new teacher. I called on my inner
confidence then gave a short
extemporaneous speech;

“OK class let’s make sure
we’re all on the same page
can anyone tell me
when is Break time ?”
all the hands go up

Susie beamed
with the knowledge,
She would be answering
the first of what would be
many questions in
our time together.

With conviction she blurts out
From 7 PM to 7:15 PM  I looked around
the room and said“Does everybody agree? The class looked a little puzzled then, nodding in unison  I said OK I just wanted be on the same page. So no one should be late . let’s take a 15 minute break and everybody should be back here at 7:15 PM.

The next morning
in the teachers lounge,
I told my first day story
(Death by fire)

The teachers had a good chuckle
They were impressed with my impromptu
Handling of the situation without
The students becoming aware

I flashed my smile and said
Sometimes you have to
fake it until you make it
The teachers laughed.
We’ve all been there.


Inspired song
1) Another brick in the wall,
part two with lyrics
By the  Pink Floyd

60 years ago September 23, 1962
set in 2022 How is it they knew?
The Jetsons futuristic projections
Every detail pure perfection

George Jetson, father, Jane Jetson’s mother
Judy Jetson teenager, Elroy Jetson, bother
Astro Robo dog and the robot maid
Portrayed a futuristic family cartoon played

A push of a button Instant technology
George’s car folds into a portable briefcase
flying cars orbit city. chatterbox (phone)
Video calls, Smart watch, microwaves

If you look it up today critics would
Insist cultural bias gender stereotype.
Children watching the Jetsons cartoons
Call them a Loving Modern Family

In theory productivity gained from electronics would mean less work.
A leisure Society by the year 2000.
Approbation to the creative creations

The motivations for this cartoon; our fears
the Soviet union would win the space race
Futuristic, optimistic cartoon influence, hopes popular culture. Shaping the future

How much would Society be shaped by technology, perceptions and expectations
What can be achieved are as important.
as what actually transpires, methodically

All that in Saturday morning cartoons
Glued to the TV kids over the moon
Dreams of possibilities of what if?
Children were taught to invent gadgets  

Inspired song;

Jetsons theme song, YouTube

Illegals whatever term is politically correct
The situation will worsen if left unchecked
hell-bent on taking America down
Started in the cities , and then in the towns

First they steal our ID then our home
They work in packs, groups, not alone
Protests pretense for violence in our streets
Enlisting people on the Internet with tweets

Wake Up! Where do we draw the line?
Civil unrest through the passage of time
Lessons ignorant Americans must learn
Emotions; anger rage hatred, to Discern

Protesters have become embolden
Is the United States now beholden?
Yet, if this was done in their country or land
Strict penalty Cut off their head or hand

Nations deride America as soft and weak
They want to bring her to her feet
They use intimidation to gain control
That’s what they learn, it’s all they know

Americans are frustrated by their rage
This is not how America chooses to engage
Push comes to shove what do we do?
America needs to stand up or die a fool

Illegal Immigrants invaded our land
Not to assimilate but to take a stand
Our values of freedom must stay the same
They claim to be Americans only In name

If all our rules are unacceptable don’t delay
There’s absolutely no need to stay
Red white and blue the American way
paid the price, freedom ,values, won’t sway

10 million people illegally now are here
Death to America is what they chant, cheer
Our government is responsible for this
To gain political power, tyrannical bliss

Pull back the curtain Eugenics at play
Powerful people demand their say
Our future is not going to end well
America, emerging AI, the new living hell

BLT where does the day challenge?
Deride 6-3-24
To DERIDE  someone or some thing is to subject them to usually harsh and bitter, insults or criticism