Monday, December 02, 2019

Any Wonder We Fret



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Considered anew: 
does your "culture" respect you? 
Not when you've checked the details! 
Consider how it threatens you... 
...condemns you once you've "failed."
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Consider this but tyranny's 
convenience, if you please... 
Not happy 'till you're brought to heel 
and bruising up your knees...
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Don’t consider this required, friend— 
a "condition of necessity"! 
This disrespect from leadership? 
Their weaponized casuistry
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Their "living well" upon the least 
while shining people on? 
This is profiting from human misery... 
...and, ever, clearly wrong.
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...And know they get away with it...
...will not be brought to bear!
And know they're hiding *stuff* in spots—
  yon, hither, here and there!
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Yes, know its raison d'être
is an echo of the past,
when Kings and Priests ruled jealously;
not well ... but still, in fact.
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"What's this to do with UFO's,"
the para-nazis ask!
Rather, who controls our "blinders,"
*covers up*— performs that task?
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Who decides the subterfuge?
Who decides what hides?
Who's it sets the tone for shame;
who sullies and derides?
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Who's it puts a TЯUMPIE's tongue...
so firmly up orange ass?
Who's it touts *religion*?
Who's passing all that gas?
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Who's the one who dictates 
just how much you're going to "pay"?
Who decides design that fails;
who complicates your day?
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Would you have a billion dollars
if some people went without?
Would you live in castled mountains
if your "pleasures" caused "the rout"? 
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Would you give your stuck-up children
birthday parties costing millions,
if that insured the suffering
of the sick and shoeless billions?
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...Deny our "mass salvation" 
to continue like a *god*
... it's roads to hell for innocents
enjoined to "take your rod"?
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Would you drive a family homeless
owning million-dollar cars?
Would you trade your guilt for riches
if it kept us from the stars?
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Would you wallow in your excess
like the privileged and elite
while knowing you're the cause of people 
living on the street?
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We’re fretting that the *aliens* 
are here with cruel agendas?
No, we’re fretting 'cause we know, you see,
that we're our worst offenders!
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We’re fretting that we're found out.
We’re fretting "jealous" Gods.
We’re fretting that "reality" may poke,
or jam and prod.
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We’re fretting that our ill-got gain 
on which we're now dependant
is snatched away from clutching hands
 which drip with blood! Comprende?
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Any wonder that we're lonely, yes,
a little sick at heart,
and feeling rather ready 
for a better... second start?
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Any wonder why we're slighted
by those "lights" that crawl the sky?
Any wonder that the space folk 
won't *come out* and tell us "Why"?
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Any wonder why they're shifting
in the dark behind the clouds...
Any wonder that they fear us...
when we give them cause! Here's how:
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Why would they really fear us?
Well, we show no self-restraint!
Why should they really fear us?
We stress our planet faint!
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Why should they really fear us
when our own we disadvantage,
so consistent when we screw each other
over for *percentage*...
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Why should they really fear us?
We breed like squalid flies!
So many that it matters not 
that thousands starve and die...
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It's us in need of changing,
not the *other* or the "grey."
It's us who needs the "oil change,"
it's us to save our day.
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It's us who needs to grow up.
It's us who needs to try.
It's us who needs to shed our scales...
...no! Tear them from our eyes!!! 


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