the big lie…

of all the lies told
perhaps the greatest of all
is the one which starts
we hold these truths to be self
but alas just empty words

 

lost refrains…

i
want
to sing
a happy song
one
like
i’d heard before
but
i can’t recall
or
find the words
and
the only chords
i hear
are those
of
discord
even in the pews
where
psalms
of
love
once
filled the air
now
are
permeated
with
putrid
political
incantations
from
self-deified saints
who merely
sing hate’s sour notes
or
mouth the words
and
meaningless meanderings
of
every charlatan
that’s
ever lived
but
if you happen
to
know the tune
and
better yet
the words
please
sing
it loud enough
that
we may
all
hear it
again

cashing out…

been investing
in
this nation
all
my life
but
haven’t seen
any
real dividends
in
fact
current market trends
due
to
wholesale
insider trading
by
republicans
has
made
the commodity
of
freedom
a
poor
long term
american investment
so
i’m
considering
divestment
in
the promissory notes
of
freedom
for
reinvestment
in
portugal

bicameral…

deserted chambers
the walls destroyed from within
believe in nothing
for traitors are everywhere
they’ll say some comforting words
while stealing your life’s freedom

 

 

american taliban…

america’s dead
assassins have murdered us
poisoned from within

 

 

among the thorns…

freedom’s fragile seeds
into hatred’s rocky soil
rage soon arises

a main street carnival…

words
tossed
at flowblue dreams
shatter the hopes
of
tiny tims
everywhere
toss
them
a tin whistle
so
they can play
a tune
for their dinner
but
never
offer them
a tin drum
we
all
recall oscar
but
perhaps
such drumming
would lead
to screams
for justice
and
that glass ceiling
of
ignorance
that has encased
our societies
would be
shattered
and
the masses
would be forced
to
grow up
leaving only
freedom
as
their
mistress