A short poem

Submitted by smiley7 on Tue, 01/12/2021 - 12:03pm

Twenty-five thousand lies
media multiplied
spread in churches, congress, bars and neighborhoods
state capitol's tea

Not in the afternoon with biscuits
in the bright of day
on the waves of the people
controlled by corporations
conglomerating motives

More lies means more money

money, money, money ...

Until lies overcome lives
in matter, in wealth, in importance
breaking the word civilized
cracking human heads
until truth lies dead
the crusader's cry
lies.

Were have all the Cherry trees gone?

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Submitted by smiley7 on Tue, 01/12/2021 - 2:07pm

Oops, included an open thread tag, by habit, i guess, corrected

Submitted by Lily O Lady on Tue, 01/12/2021 - 2:16pm

We can hardly call the US the

leader of the free world—whatever that means.

—

"The object of persecution is persecution. The object of torture is torture. The object of power is power. Now do you begin to understand me?" ~Orwell, "1984"

Submitted by smiley7 on Tue, 01/12/2021 - 3:41pm

Means,

@Lily O Lady

took me a couple of hours to decide to use means instead of mean and think you understand the word-play, perfectly.

In the world's eyes, 'ain't no shining going on any hills.'

And in the trenches, workers produce 'gzillion' times the efficiency of fifty years ago and get paid shite for the efforts; we've got huge problems needing correction, but we won't move pass go until we fess up to the lies. Full stop.

Submitted by enhydra lutris on Tue, 01/12/2021 - 3:56pm

And in the end, on the 21st,

and the day after and the one after that,
still standing,
chuckling and very amused
Aurora will reveal yet again
the Putin;
da?

be well and have a good one

—

That, in its essence, is fascism--ownership of government by an individual, by a group, or by any other controlling private power. -- Franklin D. Roosevelt --

Submitted by smiley7 on Tue, 01/12/2021 - 4:21pm