The I And You In We The People
We are the composite equation of 100%.
We are the extreme Liberals and Conservatives,
And everything in between having the Free Speech
That questions all government actions for Truth.
We can and must stop political stud malfeasance,
Where politicians are bought by Special Interests.
They must first represent American neighborhoods
They cannot support foreign concerns, over American cities.
The Star Spangled Banner is Made in the USA.
“We the People” do not have a Corporate brand name,
Nor are our representatives bought up by billionaires,
Who pimp up to be auctioned off to the highest bidder.
They are not CEO’s, who require Wall Street Compensation,
When they bankrupt America in illicit deficit spending.
The Republican Progressive Fraternity must cut the frat fat,
By taking themselves off elected grafted greed Welfare.
Your retirements and benefits must reflect Blue Collar workers,
Not Hob Nob as America’s Congressional country club rich elite.
The House of the Lords has forgotten America’s working roots.
That Israel seems paramount and Detroit bears Gaza economics.
Presidential Candidates get blessings from Netanyahu,
And they rush to get Billionaire backing their campaigns,
As they go around The Hampton’s lavish mansions light,
But dare not set foot in areas suffering economic blight.
The greatest discrimination in America is economics.
That the Right to Vote to Work become legal exclusions,
Which disseminates discrimination in casting America
That makes it criminal to be poor, hungry, and Homeless.
Germany did caste a Hitler World Order Master Race,
Storm Troopers did impose a caste of Aryan stereotypes
Where the righteous did Judge and label strict conformity,
While Liberals, who questioned the hollow caste where silenced.
Today’s Free Speech Press is under attack by pragmatist modelers,
Whose guiding actions create subservient cloned lamb followers.
That the Free Press is run top down in strict adherent principles
That destroys the Ben Franklin bottom up Right to question America.
The Republican Progressive top down Plantation Corporate affluence
Says that America must be caste within economic class distinct divisions
That America’s untouchable poor and homeless are gypsy criminals.
That elements in America become threats like Jews, where in Germany.
Poets, artists, thinkers, professors, musicians became Holocaust corpses
That Liberal minds that open minds were then cremated closed mindsets.
That in the beginning American wealth did support Hitler’s military rise
But in the end they played the shell game of deniable innocence.
Honorable Discharged Vietnam Veteran bears a Kent State Massacre,
Reminder scar of agony despair that tear drops upon napkin poems
That the therapy of release does heal inner acidic reflux frustrations,
That once written in rants will vent to start the eternal healing process.
But the cost of Free Speech questions is a Right to Vote State,
Saying Corporate American can censure Home Sweet Home rights,
To demand that no poetry can emanate from a Veterans dwelling,
Where in the end a Mercedes employee is “Terminated for Poetry.”
One looks up to say to God, “I guess, I am a poet now.”
So upon a journey, somewhere in America, not on company time,
One puts a home’s processions in storage bins of American Dreams,
$20,000 years later one still fights this losing battle in motel rooms.
Homeless in houseless, one knows one should wave a white flag,
But NUTS shouts aloud a Star Spangled Banner determination
Saying “Never Under Tyranny Surrender” the American Dream
That God made you look like Ben Franklin upon proud principles.
But I was also given the name David to fight the Goliath mindset,
But alas we are infested with incest inbred Plantation Masters,
Who have declared the other side of railroad tracks, Liberal thugs,
That they look down as Christians in their Right to Life judgments.
Right to Life in the Right for Executions in a Right to Homeless,
To be treated as criminals, whose mayor crime is dire poverty.
Christian politicians, demand Churches quit feeding the hungry,
That it was a crime that Jesus broke bread and fed fish to the poor.
Loaves and Fishes Christian outreach programs must reach out
To do what politicians fail to do, that is to walk among us.
That what LIES in Washington is Caesar’s domain of depravity,
Where for pieces of silver Politicians are bought lock and stock.
Am I Right? No, I would rather be Left To Be wrong,
In that the Truth is found between the dire extremes
That in dialog we can communicate as a whole nation,
Where the consensus is this 100% Democracy equation.
Our top down political system is totally dysfunctional
That the machine is broken by power brokers Behemoths
Who demand politicians sign pledges to incorporation,
Negating the Civilian Pledge of Allegiance to this nation.
Think Tanks and Goliath mind control mainframes
Have been programming this American Master Race.
That the color of discrimination is monetary green,
Where Corporate Kingdoms serf pawns for war.
Yes, condemn this Liberal as Socialist, Communist,
Democrat, troll, UnChristian, heathen and on and on.
Then look at our politicians as being future role models,
Where there approval rating are in the gutters of greed.
Will you share this? Probably not.
Will they filter this? Most certainly.
Will this be in a Free Press? In a fairy tale.
So why write this? Because like I told you,
I rant to vent out putrid frustrations,
So I can feel better for a few moments.
Until they lay a guilt trip on me for being
Terminated for Poetry
As a Vietnam War Veterans
Who remembers Kent State Massacre
Having graduated right into the War
From a Tallmadge High School
Twenty miles from Kent State.
That on my birthday after being discharged,
“We invades Cambodia.”
Where on another birthday,
We left Vietnam in disgrace.
Can you feel the nails rake those words
That cuts into the veins as swords
Slashing at the treads bare the tears
Where the wounds bare torn years
Tattered worn patch word quilts
Sown asunder woe that bemoans life
Is a lost futile cause that must surrender
And to that I will leave a one word ending
To BEE David Lester Young 05/18/15 ©