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Bohemian Rap City


English: Uncle Sam recruiting poster.

English: Uncle Sam recruiting poster. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Bohemian Rap City

the double dwelling youths
they claim to be hipsters
hip hop falling from their tongues
like some cysted sort of twister

their stories are the same
like when we played the game
but their beats are something fly
they got some new fish to fry

they bought into the dream
get an education was their plan
but now all they do is scream
their souls belong to Uncle Sam

their stories are the same
like when we played the game
but their beats are something fly
they got some new fish to fry

they’re tired of the lies
and the media manipulation
they’re turning off their sets,
getting high on information

yeah the stories are the same
but the names have all been changed
they got bigger fish to fry
ain’t gotta tell you why

politicians gather in their flocks
they don’t get nothing done
and speak their doubletalks
just a circus for the dumb

they’re waking up the Youth
to the cold and ugly Truth
they’re waking up the Youth
to the cold and ugly Truth

the people that’s in power
they don’t give a damn
about you or you or you or me
the people that’s in power
they know it’s all a sham
they feed it to us daily on HDTV

yeah the stories are the same
but the names have all been changed
their rhymes rising to the sky
and you better listen why

 

SoundCloud Reading/Rap –  <click here>

Dark Side of the Farce


KFC coleslaw

KFC coleslaw (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

giving in to the dark side
of the farce
parading as reality

the almost magical sound
of bitcoins jingling in your empty pockets

twisted into ‘why’s and ‘not’s
at every claw machine in the gallery
never enough

and then the parading streams
of in Formation
line us up like pretty little cabbages
destined to be rotting cole slaw
on the ash heap of Misery

Listen to the SoundCloud (w/jackhammer) : <click here>

but we need more bigger better faster grids
to move in Formation
around and around

and never ever notice another cardinal
sitting in a tree on an April day again

 

Obituary: Poetry died today


English: Kate Blood's Obituary

English: Kate Blood’s Obituary (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Obituary:  Poetry died today
it is survived
by voices stifled in the heat
of all the System has to offer

Poetry was born
when humans learned to speak
and the rhyme it used
carried human stories
before Writing was developed
(see Obituary)

Poetry was a caring member
of the Human Community
and lived a long and valued life

It succumbed to the diseases
of complacency and censorship

Services will be held
by those that have hearts
that still beat to its rhythms

 

 

 

Hear the Word on SoundCloud:  <click here>

 

set my fears, why don’t cha, Barry?


One Fear illustration from Book of Fears

One Fear illustration from Book of Fears (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

set my fears, why don’t cha, Barry
you burn my ears, like Stooge’s Larry

set my fears, why don’t cha, Barry
you just keep it draggin’ on

The N D double A took my baby away
and Honey Boo Boo is all the press have to say

You live a lie and you spread it to us
why don’t ya give some reg’lar  folks some Trust

to think just for themselves

I get sad when your media tells us to cry
sad that people believe in half-truths and lies

set my fears, why don’t cha, Barry
you make me sick, like dysentery

set my fears, why don’t cha, Barry
you just keep it draggin’ on

 

Sucky SoundCloud vocal attempt by Agnew, drunk:  <click here>

The Ballad of Marshall Awe


Marshall 100 W Super Lead modifications

Marshall 100 W Super Lead modifications (Photo credit: germanium)

 

The Ballad of Marshall Awe

Marshall was born to humble folk
mixed and outcast from his friends
no one listened when he spoke
he daydreamed daily, means and ends

Marshall vowed one day to rule
and never to be looked down upon again
he worked into the finest schools
and formulated his ruling plan

there’d be none of this or none of that
once he had taken charge
trifles he would substitute for math
and only his cronies living large

he had devices and eyes in the sky
and massaged the media with his charm
of course the people never knew why
his system brought them only harm

but perplexed and maybe lulled to sleep
by TV, smartphones and the internet
people forgot every promise Marshall didn’t keep
and spiraled into slavery’s debt

prophets, poets, writers and such
had desperately tried to warn the masses
did their efforts result in much?
Marshall vowed to never free their asses

 

Jehovah’s kiss


The Statue of Liberty front shot, on Liberty I...

The Statue of Liberty front shot, on Liberty Island. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

mad men in their vestibules
seeking counsel from vexe’d mules
pass this rider, here’s more cash
deals made over sour mash

written in rivers of corporate ink
how can the politician even think
that folks on main street will not hear
the American dream is strippin’ gears

gathered in the coffee shops
the radical quickly licks his chops
small businessmen invest in fear
in hopes of holding on just one more year

and teachers teach to worthless tests
to youth, imagination, none invests
while all about us the planet rages
no shelter found in cardboard cages

will we dream or face the depths
of Judgment’s fated gallows’ steps?
will we shine or cease to dream
inside this broken star machine?

i’d hope there’d be enough who wake
to save us from this planet’s fate
but hope is nothing, fools know this,
annihilation is Jehovah’s kiss

 

what you wish for


Seal of the C.I.A. - Central Intelligence Agen...

Seal of the C.I.A. – Central Intelligence Agency of the United States Government (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

when white people die
senseless deaths (as if any make sense)
the newsman will tell you
where and when to cry

write your congressman
protect us please
but don’t take away
our guns

we can live with the deaths
the newsman never mentions
though they pale the losses we have “suffered”

i suppose their lives
are worth less

it’s not news
and why should you care?

kids killing kids in inner cities never get a mention
drone strikes in sovereign lands
run by the CIA for fuck’s sake
do you lie awake at night like i do
pondering the villainy?

but then you are surprised
grief-stricken
ready to take up arms

ready to give up your freedom
for the security of a sheeple’s pen

well
you may get what you wish for

SoundCloud rant reading:  <click here>

i do not wear a mask


De facto flag for the Anonymous group. Español...

De facto flag for the Anonymous group. Español: Bandera de facto del grupo Anonymous. Français : Principal drapeau/logo du groupe Anonymous (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

i am not Anonymous
i do not wear a mask

perhaps it is a fool’s game i play
but i am tired

it was easy to believe the lies
when i had the eyes of a Lamb
it was easy to stand up for God & Country
but now i see it’s all a sham

lying awake at nights
i realize how badly i’ve been taken
by the very system that i grew up to trust

i can deal with being played the Fool
i can turn the other cheek

but it is not me alone that has been taken
i have friends
i have neighbors
neighbors that i do not know

and it wasn’t like this
it wasn’t like this when i began

and i cannot close my eyes
or wear a mask

 

i should be angry, but at whom?


Angry Talk (Comic Style)

Angry Talk (Comic Style) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

i would
be shocked
angry
wander around my house
in disbelief

but i am none of these

perhaps i am numb
or just indifferent
having seen the story played out

over and over

and wonder, “Why?”

but it should come as no surprise
that there are angry people
in this country
in this world

i am angry

i am angry at
a government-corporate-military industrial-media complex
that feeds the public pabulum and lies
and though i doubt my kazoo
would be of little use in effective change

there are
and always will be
people whose anger at the lies

forces them to take up arms and end it

this is not to say that i have no compassion
for the victims,
real
and witness victims who must now live with what they’ve seen

but it has happened before
that those who would rule the world
discover
there are too many people
to control

the Devil’s bills


English: The Devil's Fireplace, detail- the Devil

English: The Devil’s Fireplace, detail- the Devil (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

i can’t
remember when it started

what shook me
from the Tree of Ordinary Life

yeah, i was there
Yuppie to the core
and climbing over dead men’s bones
without examining my own

without examining my own

i could have
grabbed a brass ring
cashed in
lived with the lies you have to tell
to get along

except

i wasn’t getting along
i wasn’t getting along at all

my body
my spirit
fought me at every step

and something snapped
perhaps I snapped

but found
i couldn’t play the reindeer games
required to pay the Devil’s bills

 

Hear the SoundCloud reading I did:  <click here>