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Anti-AmericanAnti-American
We work beneath the sun,
our sweat feeds the soil,
our hands pull up wealth
while our tired blood boils.

We work for them,
on hands and knees for them,
coming from a land
that dares not question them.
And they dare call us anti-American?

We live without question,
but fear drags us down.
We are just as much a part,
but we are still torn to the ground.

We sing the pursuit of happiness,
but their satisfaction is lorded over us.
Our lips are tied, our shackles tightened,
and in tears we cry.
And they dare call us anti-American?

Like The (Insert Here)Like the BBC
That's not the news for me
Like the Catholic Church
Makes me want to search
Like Federal Government
No need to be hesitant
Like Benghazi
It is Crazy
Like the NRA
That is not okay
Like the IRS
Conservatives need a test?
Like the press tapping
Why is this happening?
Like Watergate
Paranoia and hate
Like Newtown
What is going down?
Like Obama-care
Public option is not there
Like polarization of Washington
Change was what we were hoping
Like the liberals
Why do you create walls?
Like the conservatives
Why do you lack objectives?
Like the American Dream
It isn't want it seems

I present you with a picture.I present you with a picture.
I want you to take a look.

It's two hands interlocked if you didn't know.
Two hands embracing each other.

Take a closer look.
Get in real close.

They are just two hands right?
Two hands among millions, billions even.

No one would look at this picture and say,
'That's wrong'

Maybe if the hands were coloured differently.
Someone would complain, some racist out there.

But I wouldn't and I know most others wouldn't either.
But that's a shame it's not everyone.

Lets zoom out shall we?
Take in the whole picture.

It's two men.
Or two women.

Do you still think 'it's okay'?
Honestly tell me.

Some would say it's

Inside This IpodINSIDE THIS IPOD

INSIDE THIS IPOD HAS MUSIC, MUSIC YOU THAT MAKES YOU HAPPY, SAD, ANGRY, AND SOOTHED, YOU MIGHT LIKE THIS MUSIC BUT YOU MIGHT NOT, THE IPOD DOES NOT CARE BECAUSE YOU TOLD IT TO DO WHAT YOU WANT WHEN YOU WANT

INSIDE THIS IPOD HAS PICTURES, PICTURES THAT ARE HAPPY, SAD, ANGRY, AND SOOTHING, YOU MIGHT REMEMBER THEM BUT YOU MIGHT NOT, YOU MIGHT LIKE THEM AND YOU MIGHT NOT, THE IPOD DOES NOT CARE BECAUSE YOU TOLD IT TO DO WHAT YOU WANT WHEN YOU WANT

THIS IPOD HAS MUSIC AND PICTURES IT HAS GAMES AND INTERNET, BUT IT DOES NOT HAVE FEELINGS, IT DOES NOT CARE WHAT YOU WANT BUT IT WILL GET IT IF IT HAS IT, IT DOES NOT KNOW YOU OR WHA

Fellow WorkerRitual bloodletting
Suicide us all
For your failures, your mistakes
Will cost us all
Solidarity will save us
Only if you're brave enough
Fellow Worker

OppressorsWe tell you how to speak
We tell you how to walk
We tell you how to streak
We tell you how to talk

We want you to listen
And Obey
We want you to think
This way

You are free
To answer to we
You are special
But not nearly crucial

We don't want your respect
We demand it
We don't ask you to be perfect
We command it

Your choice is our will
Resist, and we kill.

The StageYour life is a play,
And you are the lead;
So don your mask
And let the show begin.

Don't forget your lines.
Follow the script.
There's no room for improvisation here.

Play your part well.
Don't let your mask slip.
Nobody cares who you are under there.

Lie through your teeth.
We all do it;
We must.
Learn quick,
Learn well;
There's no one here you can trust.

When the curtains rise
We all hide,
Lest they see our true souls.
And the audience,
They will love us,
As long as we stick to our roles.

The world is the stage,
And your life tonight's amusement;
Son don your lies,
Hide your self deep within.

My other SoulEvery view trough the Window,
reminds me that I am caged inside my own reality,
lost in a false heaven, cause my soul isn´t here.
We are two parts of one soul,
forever bound in our heart.

Every view in the Mirror,
shows me who i realy are as i see my soul behind my eyes.
I am you, little me, you are me.
More than just a Human, not better,
just different.

Why am I apolitical.If you don't want shit to start to stink, don't poke it - especially if you don't have a clue about how to get rid of the stench afterwards.

And I don't.

Women's RightsThe convention was held by the falls
Onlookers wondered why all the dolls
For the future they sought was all and all
For the rest of men and women kind and hate's downfall

There is a worldThere is a world
Where the stars are
Brighter
Where the moon is
Bigger
Where the sun is
Warmer

But in this world
The darkness is
Deeper
The night is
Longer
Imagination is
Smaller

There is a world made out of black and white.
A world without grey
Or
Colours.

There is a world where you can’t be sad and happy.
You can live in
Absolute happiness
Or you happen to live in
Absolute Sadness

Would you like to live there?

Kuenstliches Komasie wachen niemals auf

das blockierte System vegetiert
in sich verschlossen

keine Anschläge auf Milliardäre
deren nahrungstoxische Fabriken
passive Zombies züchten

Klimakollaps und Betonwüsten
im Sinne
der Unter-Gangs-Propheten
auf das Versprochene beten

wieviel Profit
wird diese Not entwerfen
weitere zweitausend Jahre vom Monde
eine Welt zu erpressen?

niemand will kämpfen
- bloß warnen -

Verständnis
ist das Massengrab der Blinden
die niemals heraus finden

selbstoperierende Zellen
gegen Kartelle
die unter Obama ihre Lobby
im Senat verdoppeln

seht ihre Taten
und glaubt nicht bezahlten Worten

...
die Farben des Ozeans sind menschlich
d

Cosplay ArgumentsPeople debate cosplay stuff.
Post it all over the internet.
Especially tumblr.
Get upset about the things others say…
About cosplaying.
But it’s just cosplaying.
So just enjoy it.
And ignore ignorant people
Who like to pretend they’re better than you.
Because the less you pay attention to them,
The better you are.
These debates……….
Are why I hate the internet.

reblogged from my tumblr: philosophyofpatton.tumblr.com

WWII PoemAs we travel I miss my home
We could go anywhere even rome
My family sitting around all day
Hoping ill come home some day
As we wait and watch the fight
I can't believe someone thinks this is right
The canons fire and the rifles shoot
Meanwhile trees are ripped up from the root
Half of the army is on LSD
The government is testing how can this be.
This is not physical anymore
Psychological warfare is coming even more.
When I return to my home one day
My friends and family will yell out hooray!

Changing InnocenceA beautiful day in the park it was
everyone gathered with kisses and hugs.
With little Alice asleep on the daisies,
dreaming herself into a crazy.
In her dream so many folks
told her how she ought to spoke
or wear her hair or dress or shoes,
Little Alice became confused.
GROW BIG, shrink small, do not exist at all.
So young and naive was Caroll's girl,
but thankfully she awoke in a swirl,
it was all a dream, and surrounded still
by those who loved, without ill will.
But Caroll's girl does no exist,
and here comes the unfortunate twist;
Though little Alice has no being,
we live in a world of the most unfeeling,
of hearts and worms and money-r

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And carry out
Left, Left, Left Right Left
March in time
Conformist crowds
Left, Left, Left Right Left
Take your guns
And shoot 'em down
Left, Left, Left Right Left
Load your rifles
Kill 'em now
Ready, Halt, Fall out

Charge and stab
Shoot and shout
You're taking all your anger out
You're pumping up adrenaline
You're walking down the murder route
Keep in mind the countless lives
You've ripped away from worried wives
The cries of children in their beds
As bullets pierce their fathers' heads
You cold hard killers have no shame
You murderers are not to blame
For what you do you justify
With all your military l

In A NutshellThe world,
Broken inside.
In a nutshell,
Empty.
Inspiration drained,
Abandoned by the Muse.
Poetic revelations
Prosaic in recitation.
Time ticks by.
Clocks have stopped.
Life so temporary,
Seemingly eternal.
Pen and paper collide.
Words clash,
Meshing together,
Lacking originality.
Disaster and harmony,
Together chaotic as clockwork.
Rhyme and meter
Thrown to the wolves.
Humanity making an escape,
Taking shelter
In prison cells.
Heathens and heretics
Stand righteous in their ways.
Discord and discontent
Paving paths to peace.
Complex complacency
Intriguing the minds of apathy.
The world
In a nutshell.

MemoriesBittersweet nostalgia
Pulling me back
Through good, bad,
Happy, sad
LONELY.
Knee deep in tears,
Fallen from the eyes of heaven,
Standing,
Falling,
Consumed by emotions
Undesirable,
Unpredictable,
Unexplainable in their ways.
In a downward spiral I fall,
Searching for purchase
Within the dark recesses
Of my heart.
But my efforts are fruitless.

I continue to crawl,
Consumed, crazed
By the constant call
Conceived so clearly,
Cast by crows,
Causing chaos, calamity
Creeping through the
Crushed catacombs of my conscience.

Then it stops.
A wave of darkness
Sweeps over me.
A rush of calm
Cours

BrokenRavaged by the world's cynics,
Those pretentious critics who
Kill my ego,
Steal my soul,
Leaving me with naught
But the empty shell of my being.
Why, I ask,
Am I here?
Where, I wonder,
Am I to go?
I viciously claw through the depths,
Futile in my quest for redemption.
Open wounds issue forth
A cascade of seething hatred
For the ones who so long ago
Tore me down.
Nigh is my end,
For the power driven scum
That is Mankind
Has instilled within me a poison
More volatile that
The most potent of acids.
This barren wasteland
That is my heart
Has wrought before me
My path to self destruction.
Condemned I am
To endure this mo

LostTouched,
Tempted,
Taken.
Stolen from the sanctity
Of walls once strong,
My heart's will,
Changing on a whim,
Fluttering in the wind,
Drifting over a pool of uncertainty.
Down,
Cast down.
Fallen to the surface,
Soft enough to cushion,
Deep enough to drown.
Suffocating in...
What?
Love, joy, memories of times long past?
Reminiscing on what once was,
Falling into utter chaos,
A whirlpool of sorrow,
A hurricane of dissent.
...
Yet there's light.
One so powerful,
So pure,
So beautiful,
Guiding me silently
Through the maelstrom.
It speaks not,
yet explains all.
It hears my grief,
Though sound is void
Perhaps...
Perh

Desperation's EndDarkest nights I search, but no answers can be found.
Questions I ask, but no reply is heard.
This beast, the likes of which I never encountered,
Numbing pain, but still a shadow ripping at my soul.
Why does sorrow escape me, and to where has Emotion flown?
These things I do not know, but will one day learn.
Without hope or doubt,
Fear or courage,
What am I but an empty shell?
I do not hate,
Yet I do not love.
I lust for these things.
I long to feel these sensation, but alas...
I walk as a zombie in this cold, dark world.
When will they see my sufferings,
The things that make me who I am?
Who will cast a warm light on this col

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by ~PierceTalon, Jan 31, 2010, 8:59:06 PM
Literature / Poetry / Sociopolitical / Free Verse

You address the press,
Preach the issues
Of aggression,
Oppression,
Economic recession.
You place your people in a box,
Spoon-feeding complacency
To the ones whose trust you've stolen.
Promising peace,
You wage war against the world.
You candy coat your cold blooded culling,
Make the people praise your prowess.
You cater to critics,
Proving points to problems they approach.
You say that we'll see change,
Yet we witness it only for the worse.
So now a word from the wise.
Stand up.
Take a bow.
Gaze upon the masked masses
Waiting for your promises yet unfulfilled.
We the people of the United States,
In order to form a more perfect union
....
Are watching.
And waiting.
So, act.

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-Max Azarcon 2010

~Lyesmyth Feb 23, 2010

HELL YEAH! Wake up call, check out Abovetopsecret.com

You will enjoy I think. Also I am skb0rzn on youtube. Like minds!

Live, Laugh, Learn, Health, Wealth and Joy!

~h-l-t Feb 1, 2010

fuck politics. this is written very well though. I'm just tired of hearing all this stuff.

~Lyesmyth Feb 23, 2010

"fuck politics." Kind of thinking is why we are in 2 wars no one wants, why huge corperations run the world and the Banks OWN YOUR LIFE'S WORK> No Fuck Polotics is NOT THE ANSWER. Education is the answer, educate yourself so you do not get taken advantage of. They don't want you to pay attention and guess what they are gettign what they want. HUGS!

~h-l-t Feb 23, 2010

personally i think politics are the reason we are having to deal w all that stuff. unedjucated people are bitching about what they want so the leaders feel obligated to please everyone. go to war to please these people, but health care to please the opposite party, and they are overlooking what actually needs to be done. theyre trying to hard to satisfy the people who dont know what they are talking about just so they can get re-elected.
plus it causes arguements (like right now) and people will yell and yell their point regardless of the fact that they will NEVER change the other persons mind cus they are too busy doing the same thing...which is why im gonna shut up now.

~Lyesmyth Feb 23, 2010

No, no argue

Discussions like this, with understanding and and open mind allow for growth. You are right in some points,they are doing what they are told, in special interest groups, those including minorities they can gain from, international bankers, and corps. Knowing what you know, knowing who owns things, ignoring it, is not going to stop the rest of the world from running you and good people down. You have to take a stand, to even take a stand. YOU ARE 100% correct in that I will never change you or anyone's mind. I, and your self-education / experience will only give you options in your world view. Talk,

no fight, learn accept and "be the change you wish to see in the world."

~h-l-t Feb 23, 2010

okay thank you I thought you were really pissed at me and i just wanted to explain where I was coming from.

~Lyesmyth Feb 24, 2010

Not at all

Live, Laugh, Learn, Love!
Compassion, Understanding, Acceptance.
Through this we will become great, without this we will end.

Matter of fact, would like to add ya as a friend

Cheers, have an awesome day!

~h-l-t Feb 24, 2010

dont add me as a friend untill you read my stuff, lol. for all you no i cud be a terrible poet then ill be polluting your inbox with and endless amount of crappy poems and pointless journals

checked out your page though, outta curiosity. you have some good stuff

~Lyesmyth Feb 25, 2010

I did read some of your work, and I liked it. And its ok to get "crappy" poems and pointless journals, lets me know where peoples head space is and how their life turns. Keeps it real, hey remember you got to write the crappy ones so the good ones can come through

Think Poe never threw away pages? Hehe Cummings never filled a trash can? LOL Namaste sister

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I realize that it's a very clichéd topic nowadays, but I felt I had to get it out of my system. Thank you for the compliment, though. ^_^

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