“The poor deserve it!” Lies and slander. “The left hates…” Lies and slander. “The police protect and serve.” Lies and slander. “Your standard of living will only go up.” More lies, more slander. “Love is all you need.” More lies, more slander. “This is land of the free.” The biggest lie, the biggest slander.
People Can Be Products Who are we but products? Products of our time and place? Dare what questions are such to be asked? Asked and then asked again! Trivial though it be, meaning is always the goal, the objective, the end. Are we just products? Products of anger, reaction, of hate, Or are we somethingContinue reading “People Can Be Products, A Socialist Poem”
Power is a Predator Escape is never possible, For a mind that never shuts off. Constant and endless flow, Ideas upon ideas, Questions arising ever second. Existence is not a question, It never was. Existence simply is, And survival is the question. How do you survive, When the powers are your predator? So many neverContinue reading “Power is a Predator (a socialist poem about living in the colonialist, racist patriarchy)”
God fucking cock sucking mother fucking damnit! Quite a poetic opening am I right? Yes a bit blunt but to be honest I am in a foul mood. I started off the year strong by getting published twice in one month, but ever since June it has been a series of pitches and rejection letters.Continue reading “Poetry’s Place in the Revolution: The Rant of a Socialist Poet”
Do not mock me! Do not! Do not! For I am a man, And this my woman And we be not beasts, damn straight! We’re just monsters, deplorable sexists enabling fear monger flag waving. But stop being so mean to us! We have feelings to. But we ain’t afraid of no snowflakes, that’s why IContinue reading “Bootlicker (a poem)”
The Supreme Court Was the worst of sort Who fucked things up big time. Janus and Dred Scot I kid you not Proved that they are swine.
The time has come, The end of generational ignorance is near. Revolution. There is no more denying, No more procrastination, For procrastination is the rebel’s enemy. There is no more time to waste, Revolution Is a formula. A formula of transcendence, A guide to peace, To march, To victory.
Recently as I was filing my chaotic pile of notes that clog my writing desk I came across three napkins with sporadic red sharpie on it. I remembered that last summer I was at a huge party to see a friend’s band. In a fit of something I have yet been able to describe withContinue reading “Three Napkins I Scribbled My Soul On”
There once was a man named Jeffrey Who was in-fact quite greedy. His Employees you see were afraid to pee. What a piece of shit is he!
There once was a man named Rudy, Who was in fact quite loopy. From out the gate, He didn’t have his lies straight, One crappy lawyer is he.
Theresa May As it may Sucks quite a bit. Far be it from me, An American you see, To call your P.M. shit.
Mister Pence Started to wince, when he heard them scream, With a stupid air, He did not care Who he killed with HIV.
There once was a senator named Chuck, Whose country he loved to fuck. He cheated the Middle East, The bloodthirsty beast, Dear God does Chuck Schumer Suck.