Rather a “Soap Opera” narrative
Absorbed ocularly and audibly
Dulling senses so senselessly
Matters not the abysmal outcome
Distraction is the purpose it serves
Look around it is working too well
Are we dismantling nuclear weapons
Are we feeding the undernourished
Are we housing the homeless
Are we awakening the unconscious
No, we are allegedly building walls
Heatedly fighting over global warming
Pointing fingers to everyone but self
Taking impossible sides on a sphere
Finding new ways to extract oil
Manipulating currencies satiating greed
Convincing everyone needs a gun
To defend against tyrannical government
Bwaha hahaha hoohoo hehe hahaha
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“The real looting in this country takes place in the transfer of the wealth from the poor to the rich.
The poor have been systematically looted in this country, the rich have been made richer.
When fascism comes to America, it will not be in black and brown shirts, it will not be with jack boots.
It will be Nike sneakers and smiley shirts.”
– George Carlin
There is no apt justice
In a world meant for us
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It is simply a made up word
Implementation quite absurd
.
Like all of the others
Strange we even bother
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For it does not exist in nature
Look around, you can be sure
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‘Twas created by varieties of religion
Over your mind & body dominion
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Controlling how people behave
Deciphering else would be naive
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There is such an obvious flaw
For man to interpret God’s law
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Written by man in the first place
Divinity decimated in disgrace
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Thou shall not, begins most commandments
Instead of desired outcomes to implement
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Perpetuating vague forms of penance
Perhaps could have offered guidance
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Thou shalt be kind and peaceful
Thou shalt make sure every belly is full
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If a fellow earthlings are in need
Do what you can and curb your greed
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It is said that justice is blind
Look to the white house for a remind
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Or churches for that matter
Molested children lives shattered
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That’s why it is called criminal justice
Favors those with pink epidermis
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Cutting 45 a big huge amount of slack
44 would be jailed just because he’s black
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So often the Constitution’s been breached
Had Obama done it, he’d been impeached
.
Dodging the law by being braggadocios
Anyone else’s punishment would be atrocious
.
Blindly distracted by celebrity
Wake up to a better reality
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This is just an opinion don’t you know
What else is there for us to unknow
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“Here’s how it happened: About five thousand years ago, a bunch of religious and political hustlers got together to figure out how they could control people and keep them in line.
They knew people were basically stupid and would believe anything they were told, so these guys announced that God—
God personally—had given one of them a list of Ten Commandments that he wanted everyone to follow.
They claimed the whole thing took place on a mountaintop, when no one else was around.”
– George Carlin
“There’s time to live but isn’t it strange
That as soon as you’re born you’re dying…
…and reborn again??”
“The Clairvoyant”
– Iron Maiden
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Without proof
I’m convinced
We reincarnate
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Clever lyrics
Or well written books
Are not proof
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Even if you thought
You found “proof”
It would just be a
Material manifestation
Of one’s own perception
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An illusionary
Coagulation of
Waves and or
Particles
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That is
Even if
You think
You can…….
Knock on wood
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Seems odd
To find
One’s self
In the middle
Of building an
Infinite resume
While remaining
Unemployable
Before taking
The
First step
Up a
Spiritual
Ladder
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You are not
Your tattoo
Or the latest
Modern hairstyle
Your age
Or your skin
Money
Or lack thereof
For that
All goes away
Still
One must take
Something
When you go
What it is
I do not know
Different for sure
Then with what
You came here
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Whoever dies with
The most toys
…………dies
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“There’s got to be just more to it than this
Or tell me why do we exist
I’d like to think that when I die
I’d get a chance another time
And to return and live again
Reincarnate, play the game
Again and again and again.”
“Infinite Dreams”
– Iron Maiden
“We have to have a beautiful world
Where children can come to, okay?
That would be KNOWING your world.”
– Bill Hicks
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Binge Watching
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Society’s slow suicide
A never changing tide
Hey, it is just a ride
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Besides our reckless fantasy
We are @ full / fool capacity
Talking about the planet, see
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We are really in a finite space
For the whole lot a human race
Deluded to occupy outerspace
.
Practically commoditized since birth
The more there are the less they’re worth
Harder to maintain our home earth
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Future generations it’s been concluded
Based on how much that it is polluted
Death sentences may not be commuted
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Started by religion to build armies
That right there is very alarming
For now it is us we are harming
.
Perhaps that is an underlying belief
Not the only one but maybe the chief
Oh when will we have some relief
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A Sting lyric from my memory store
“There’s no such thing as a winnable war.
It’s a lie we don’t believe any more”
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Over different beliefs in a benevolent God
To kill another I find it extremely odd
Ignorance perpetuating an endless fraud
.
Heard it was full at a billion times four
Now there are nearly that many more
Does anyone realize what is in store
.
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Many are focused on immigration
Instead of having a planetary nation
All as one eliminating starvation
.
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Start by creating less beings
Plausible and worth believing
While others keep conceiving
.
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“Polluting the earth. Polluting the earth with these creatures who have no future. They have no future.
Have you pictured what this planet is going to be like in 40 to 50 years? It’s going to be a big smoking ball of shit, a big, smoking, flaming, stinking ball of gaseous shit.
That’s what’s going to happen. That’s what’s going to happen. It’s irresponsible to have more than one child. Have one. Have one child, replacement value for yourself, that’s all.
Don’t even replace your husband. Don’t replace your husband. No. He’s done enough fucking damage as it is.”
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– George Carlin
“I want to run
I want to hide
I want to tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I want to reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name
I want to feel sunlight on my face
I see the dust cloud disappear
Without a trace
I want to take shelter
From the poison rain
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name
Where the streets have no name”
– U2
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Comedy Cul-de-sac
At the Intersection of Hope and Despair
George Carlin Drive
Bill Hicks Court
Eddie Murphy Lane
Doug Stanhope Way
Joe Rogan Loop
Steve Martin Square
Chris Rock Street
Carlos Mencia Manor
Steve Wright Alley
David Cross Path
Richard Pryor Bypass
Greg Giraldo Gate
Christopher Titus Turnpike
Sam Kinison Motorway
Kathleen Madigan Circle
Patton Oswald Place
Don Rickles Route
Mitch Hedberg Highway
Bill Burr Spur
Paul Mooney Mile
Tom Simmons Trail
Louis CK Avenue
Dick Gregory Junction
Stern Show Byway
Louis Black Road
Tammy Pescatelli Parkway
Alonzo Boden Boulevard
Lenny Bruce Back Road
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As for listening to comedy
I may not be better for it
Or even funnier or wittier
But I’d be deader without it
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When I’m not in a “Rush”
To escape the “Iron Maiden”
After crossing the river “Styx”
To entertain me and “U2”
With plenty of “Heart”
Where I’m just “3 Doors Down”
Sipping on refreshing “Ice T”
Enjoying some “Eminem”‘s
And staying out of “Traffic”
Avoiding “The Police”
Reading about the “Queen”
Talking about the “Prince”
Stuttering as to whom should “B.B.King”
Ending up in “Chicago”
Whilst cheering for the “Damn Yankees”
Waiting ” ‘Til Tuesday”
To stop my “Rage Against The Machine”
And causing “Widespread Panic”
In time to catch another “Train”
Named the “REO Speedwagon”
Then getting in one of my “Cars”
One was broke down so I called
“Mike and The Mechanics”
I should have taken “Jefferson’s Airplane”
That is how “Frankie Goes To Hollywood”
On a “Black Sabbath”
Going to see “Dr. Dre”
About a bug bite
Not sure if it was a “Beattle”
Or a “Scorpion”
Better quit while I’m still on “ZZ Top”
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“Backwards words say to used I. Again go I there ,shit oh.”
– George Carlin
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If God whispered in my ear
The translation would be lost
Between my mind and my mouth
Forcing her to repeat herself
.
As an observer here is what I see
I have a befuddled way to speak
.
Therefore any notion of clarity
Is obviously an absolute rarity
.
The questioning switch is turned on
Deciphering what to say may be wrong
.
Even to the most simplest of things
Hesitation verbal gesticulation it brings
.
If I see something that appears to be blue
Will ask myself first if this could be true
.
Something so plain why does it matter
Yet it puts my brain in to a scatter
.
Close to a primary color to be sure
My perception tells me it’s azure
.
Before I speak, to myself I inquire
Maybe it is more of a sapphire
.
Clogs the filter that is the dilemma
At least I don’t have verbal diarrhea
.
If you think that is unimaginable
Guess what happens with an intangible
.
Such as a feeling or an emotion
That causes a cranial commotion
.
To hell with that damn old cliche
Say what you mean and mean what you say
.
As the words get mangled along the way
For sure too the meaning goes astray
.
‘Bout the only way think I can be clear
Is if I take the time to write it here
.
That too makes me exasperated
Thinking too much I have extrapolated
.
Oh shit. There I go again. I used to say words backwards.
“Until they become conscious, they will never rebel, and until after they have rebeled, they can not become conscious.”
“Winston Smith”
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– George Orwell “1984”
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“Uninvited”
Yet stays as a permanent guest
Technology and surveillance is
Inviting everyone’s big brother
Into their home only to have him
Watch you pay for their telescreens
On in every room on every wall
Well established at airports
Encroaching at gas station pumps
Sports bars and restaurants
Fast food joints and supermarkets
In your hands or on your lap
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“The people will not revolt. They will not look up from their screens long enough to notice what is happening.”
– George Orwell “1984”
“The little ones sit by their TV screens
No thoughts to think
No tears to cry
All sucked dry
Down to the very last breath
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And somewhere out there in the stars
A keen-eyed look-out
Spied a flickering light
Our last hurrah
And when they found our shadows
Grouped ’round the TV sets
They ran down every lead
They repeated every test
They checked out all the data in their lists
And then the alien anthropologists
Admitted they were still perplexed
But on eliminating every other reason
For our sad demise
They logged the only explanation left
This species has amused itself to death
No tears to cry
No feelings left
This species has amused itself to death
Amused itself to death
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– Roger Waters
From
“Amused To Death”
Bled upon the
Seat of avarice
By the king deceiver
A boy sobbing wolf
Even Geoffrey couldn’t
Compete against the
Power hungry narcissist
Obnoxiously ostentatious
Putin’s petulant puppet
.
However he got there
45 rules with an
Empty head under
A golden crown using
Whatever placates
The pushover
Proletariat pawns
.
Not just here to pick
On individual one
His 44 predecessors
Laid down the track
For this runaway train
While the collective
Supplied the cold steel
Spikes and wooden ties
Cleared the way
Built the bridges
And blasted the tunnels
.
We have allowed a
Complete lack of
Our own self awareness
To usurp our power
By believing in clichés like
The most powerful man
Or office in the “free” world
When neither could be
Further from the truth
Nor “free” for that matter
.
Still we participate
Kneeling down as
Avid automatons
Willing servants
To chaos and deceit
While many starve
And corporments stash
Against what “they” say
Cannot be cured
.
Flogging disregard
To the rule of flaw
Under our noses
Like it does not matter
To which it doesn’t
Lest it was applied
Equally supposing
That justice is blind
It is
It can not see
The tipper of the scale
.
Applying its own rules
As it sees fit
In its fits of rage
Seeking injustice
By combativeness
Greed and contempt
.
That should a brief
Moment or twinge
Of questioning
Rectify the brake less
Cuckoo locomotive
.
Until the “Royal” we
Paradigm shifts
Differently from
What we have known
All the bleach
In the world
Will not remove
The stains of throne
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“Dreaming about some kind of life
We say, it could have been different
But it wasn’t, because we weren’t
No matter what, it turns out the same”
– John Trudell
From “Rich Man’s War”
Haikus can be fun
Makes you count on your fingers
Syllables needed
That’s how I need to do it
Oops just made it a tanka
With half baked ideas
Cookie cutter responses
Still Boiling over
Yet undercooked
Adding diced dichotomy
To simmering sarcasm
An ounce of humanity
For each cup of kindness
A pinch of enthusiasm
Salted to taste
Chilled for two hours
On a greased
Flash in the pan
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This needs some work
I should start from scratch
Looking at the world through a windshield. 