We own the country.
We own the media.
&
We:
Stole it All!
From you!
Funk Off!
Funk Off!
Poor Whitey
Funk Off!
Poor Black Man!
Funk Off!
Poor Immigrant
Funk Off!
Poor Jew
To the:
Baby Boomers!
That
Bought:
Junk Schlock!
Funk Off
It’s:
Mickey Dees
For you!
There is only:
Two Classes!
The Rich!
And
The Richer!
Billionaires-R-US.
Poison!
Pollution!
War!
Poverty!
&
Prison!
Is:
For you.
Some free country.
We get away with murder
While saying:
We are only doing it!
All for you!
Load up your SUV’s
And
Head off to the Mall.
Make a day of it!
Blood & Guts
And
Family Violence for All!
As Iraqis pave:
The Highways
Along the way!
Smile and Wave!
At them:
For doing it!
The AmeriKo way!
Chinese Junks Ships are laden
With:
Glass Beads!
For All!
They just bought:
Manhattan!
Placebos!
and
Pacifiers!
On call!
Are you happy yet?
Living in a Reptilian:
Night Mare?
Things are getting better!
Things are looking up!
We are turning a corner!
Pay as you fill up.
Bushzarro:
AmeriKKKo!
Where:
Up is:
Down
&
Lies are
- A Poem By Ottomatic, found on this very weird discussion.
3 comments:
"Bushzarro." That's great...
A most excellent poem.
Smart, artistic and opinionated. I think I have a friend that you should meet.
Please keep writing.
TP
Don't know who Ottomatic is, but her or his poetry is spot on!
There are more sprinkled throughout the Alternet.org comments. Here's another: http://www.alternet.org/mediaculture/31205/
Here's one more: http://www.alternet.org/story/30683/
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