Washington winces,
looking at state of nation,
heroically made.
(To be continued…)
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Washington winces,
looking at state of nation,
heroically made.
(To be continued…)
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Money, decadence, American dream…
The more you have, the more you get,
the more you are forgiven.
I know how it goes,
I’ve watched television,
and spoken to the Guatemalan
who picks up your trash.
…
Something like CSI.
(To be continued…)
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Greed, money, power,
Trumps morality, descent,
lies and betrayal.
(To be continued…)
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Told what’s right and wrong.
Simplistic, jingoistic.
American, sure.
(To be continued…)
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This is the team that won history,
apparently,
a disparate gang, united by one commonality:
Greed is good.
Defaming the name of God
and morality,
lunch bag legends, proclaiming:
“the weak, meek and ignorant are always good targets.”
Cold hard cash and phoney credit lies,
dog eat dog, rabid bulls charging,
insatiable hunger,
exploiting the vulnerable, manipulating,
eviscerating,
your grandmother and mine.
… Thieves prosper
in the evil empire.
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Sexualized Ukrainian orphan girls…
American dreams do come true.
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In vino veritas,
in wealth decadence.
New York City,
1920,
goodbye peaceful drink.
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Lev Davidovich rides the New York City Subway one day, lost in time and space, contemplating life and place. He is sitting between two young women. They talk incessantly, about themselves. They introduce each other, both Patricia, one Hearst, one Reagan. On and on. … Lev Davidovich would like some peace.
…
Captains of Capitalism,
their daughters’
attributes displayed,
corrupt system,
celebrity, money, power,
fascination, manipulation.
They screw our hearts and minds.
… Soul sold
to nearest hole.
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Demented people crammed in Subway car.
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“Baby doll,” he said to me,
creepily,
“everything’s fucked up and then you die.”
He swallowed, then sighed:
“And don’t go thinking you can rely on me.”
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Headline catches your eye,
you pursue,
you take time to read and think,
invest,
it’s interesting,
you want to learn,
you want to know.
Alas, you are wasting your time,
it’s innuendo,
insinuations
sandwiched between a few bare-bone possible facts.
You get to the end of the article and you’re more confused than ever.
Journalism 2019,
1919,
1819,
yesterday and today,
someone always pays.
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